June 2012
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Door Knockers
I’ve always liked it dirty. Dirt under my nails, grease on my knuckles and blood streaming from my nose. I guess that’s why I ended up working at a strip club. I’m no Patrick Swayze, so I worked behind the bar. The pay was shitty, the clientele were even worse, but the girls were sweethearts. They called me Daddy, ironic as I was at least 7 years younger than most of the dancers,...
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Natural Remedy
In the last five years, Janice’s mother died, soon followed by her father. Her closest sister moved hundred of miles away with promises of postcards, but her mailbox stood empty. Her bills piled up as her career vanished, and she lived a frugal life from the little her parents left her.
She was lonely.
She sought comfort in the arms of her lovers, but they left her just as everyone close...
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I’m reading a couple things right now. I’m re-reading The Girl in the Flammable Skirt: Stories by Aimee Bender and finally getting around to My Horizontal Life: A Collection of One-Night Stands by Chelsea Handler.
Chelsea reminds me a lot of my very good friend, Sabrina. They are both totally honest, brash and unforgiving in the most shocking but totally hilarious ways. You can find...
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Kids
I never wanted to grow up, but I couldn’t hold it back. I tried holding it back, but no matter how much I held my breath, I kept growing. It was just a little at first, but soon I was passing through grades and having birthdays and making friends and being responsible for my actions. The only responsibility I ever wanted was to make my Mother laugh and forget about all of the hurt. She never...
