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Assumptions

Sometimes when I can’t sleep, I imagine that I can time travel. But it’s not like Doctor Who—or what I’ve seen of Doctor Who, at least. There’s a lot of Doctor Who content out there. I don’t know how people keep up. No, my time travel isn’t like that. It’s pretty simple. There’s a car, […]

Batman Bride (I Won’t Be One)

When I was fifteen, I chose a wedding dress. Just in case I ever got married, right? Because, despite the fact that I was not interested in any boys at the time, someday I might be caught off guard. I could suddenly need to know what I wanted to get married in. So… I did […]

Internet culture (what it could be)

I remember being twelve or thirteen and thinking that Internet culture was so cool. The online world seemed so fun and fast-paced, with people playing off of each other and making wonderful, amusing, interesting things. I felt as though I was looking into a huge, messy, creative conversation that anyone could join at any time. […]

actor in a game

broken nails, bent ones in the walls, dropping your bags in the halls, they’ll call you stranded and lonely. broken bones, old ones in a grave, someone you couldn’t save, they’ll call you a liar and phony. there’s nothing special anymore, and you’ve got no one to go to, nowhere you can run to. there’s […]

smalltown

“Have you ever considered the fact that maybe in other places the world isn’t like this?” It’s just an honest question, she’s just asking, and there’s an answer out there shimmering ‘round and ‘round in the sky. He scoffs. “Of course. Somewhere out there it’s not like this. But, you know, it’s awful. And it’s […]

principium

Two gentlewomen, members of the fair sex, if you will, trying once more at a friendship one believed doomed and the other believed to be destined and doomed simultaneously. They had high hopes—shooting for the stars—a sense of belief in themselves and the goodwill of the populace at large that could not be shaken, not […]

finis

“Look.” A pause. “I like you, but let’s not take this public.” The realization was slow. “So what you’re saying is, you’d love to talk and exchange ideas… But not collaborate?” “That’s right.” A sickening feeling began to take hold. She nodded again. “So you, me, laughing… talking… months… and nothing comes of it?” A […]

purse on a hook

she hangs her purse on a hook, she’s me, and it’s mine, I stand outside the scene because I’ve lost my mind. there’s stars on the ceiling, but I don’t know why, and somewhere inside I can open my eyes, the lights are too bright, the window’s awake; leaving the blinds open, last night’s mistake.

owl {a poem}

There’s an owl sitting in a window, But he’s not very tall; He’s looking at the world, and He feels so very small. He has wide eyes and white wings, But he simply can’t fly; He’s a figurine from a magazine, Just a trinket, that’s why. Will anything ever be real for him? Real life, […]

A (slight) Blog Redesign + updates

Do you ever wake up and decide it’s time for new fonts? Well, today, I did. Hence the updated fonts and graphics all around the site. I kept the old “squiggle” in the background, though, because it’s a scan of some hand-drawn art I did ages ago and I’m attached to it. I’ve also decided […]