Sexless, she mused as she zipped up her boot in front of her vanity mirror. Sexless was what her mother had painstakingly hissed in her ear, having drawn her close with one shaking, wasted, clawed hand to the hospital bed in which she laid. You’ll never give me the grandchildren I want. Then her hand […]Read Post ›
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The moon is large and golden tonight, softly settling into the mountains like a particularly gravid woman would. The sweet golden glow belies her slowly spreading skirts across the world, covering the ground with her icy touch. But there, nestled among the folds of a dark navy sky, the pale yellow sand dollar looks like a […]Read Post ›
Step 1: Every good hipster playlist must start with “Asleep” by The Smiths. It doesn’t matter where it is in the progression of songs, but it must be in the list. You almost ran me over the first time we met. I was crossing the street when it happened, with my violin case on one […]Read Post ›
Some people wear their jeans dangerously low on their hips; you wear your glasses dangerously low on your nose. And some people find the cut of hipbones sexy–but I see them and raise them the cut of your nose. I know you don’t think you’re attractive, but I want you to know that I think you’re attractive. […]Read Post ›
Colbert’s 2006 commencement speech for Knox College. It’s that time of year again, when we start to reflect on our lives. Might as well do it laughing.
One day, I went for a walk. It was a calm day. Sunny, warm, cool breeze combing through the leaves. The farther I walked, the more restless I became. Sure, the day was beautiful–greens and yellows and blue, blue sky. The birds and the squirrels running around. The sound of rustling leaves and birdsong. I […]Read Post ›
Excuse me? The others there with us get deadly silent, studiously avoiding eye contact. “Isn’t your skirt a little bit too short?” Repeat. Face, wide open, honest. Eyes, wide. Just a little glimpse of maliciousness. You want to humiliate me. Shame me. I’m sorry. Do I know you? “What?” Your eyes give me a once […]Read Post ›
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