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A collection of 67 issues

Throwback Something

As the WordPress environment is set aflame by one guy throwing a tantrum and lawyers sending each other strongly worded leaflets, I'm just sitting here glad that I made the switch to ClassicPress months ago. And, not for the first time, I noticed a trend in my social

One Degree (Mourning and Resolution)

I'm still trying to break free of the notion that I gotta have a long 500-word-count-MLA-essay for it to be blog-worthy. Content Warning for suicide mention (and to say: I am fine. Just saddened.) I first read about it in other statuses since we travel in similar circles

Bill of Rights

For our self-defense class with Forge, our homework was to create our own personal Bill of Rights-- we go over techniques to create and enforce our boundaries. Here's a rough draft of what I have, via alphabetical order. I jotted down the first thing that came to mind,

The Buttons

If it's one thing I'll always love about dressing up, it's all the accessorizing. Combinations are limitless, and your flair can be as small or large as you want it. I have a full shelf dedicated to various jewelry sets (most of it loud

What I Should Have Sent

I may have been a little too excited in firing off a hasty fangirl-y email to an address that probably isn't even monitored anymore, but I was so happy that I found the site I've been alluding to since college. All I had to do, all

The Post-Move Blues

I'm now alone here House empty and beige Windows wide open And the tiredness Finally seeping in A failed lynchpin Staring out to the trees Understanding, at last, The cause for the distance And realizing That I can't carry any more Day 21 Week 21 I

I'm packing it in.

I'm the embodiment of this old vine: I am COMPLETELY GIVING UP. It's official. I'm capital D Done with online dating. Sure, I've reduced my apps, but I was still feeling frustrated and convinced that I fucking suck. And on top of

Something That...

makes me cry What we're doing to our planet. Well, I say that as a general "we," but for decades it's been the large corporations putting the onus on us to stop using plastic straws as they dump toxic waste in the drinking water

"How did NaPoWriMo Find Ya?"

It found me fine, I think. I have not written nearly enough poems for a poem-a-day goal (only 3-4 so far). The difficulty is to sit down and quiet myself, to listen to my inspirations long enough to actually write something. Stressors can get in the way of that. But

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