Monthly Archives: December 2008

Cheese, Friends and Alcohol

My keys jiggled, mixing in a metallic noise to the quick, muted door knock. My other hand carried a chunk of sweet Muenster cheese along with a bottle of wine that were about to fall if the neighbors didn’t rush … Continue reading

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Thanks

Wine, cheese, and caramel. Which one doesn’t go? Caramel. Argh. It’s brought upsetting waves to my stomach, even though at tonight’s party with the neighbors, it seemed natural. Please tell me more so I can feel balanced. I’ll tell you … Continue reading

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Talk about it

I was going to wash my makeup off tonight before sleep. Dab a sheet with olive oil maybe and wipe it under my eyes. (That’s best for your eyes, I’ve heard.) But I didn’t. Instead, I played some music, reread … Continue reading

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Love

On Sunday, I walked to my best friend’s house, and then I ran to get there faster. I had something to say, something beautiful, a feeling and a thought that had bubbled inside me as naturally as the train carried … Continue reading

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Horror

I shifted in my seat uncomfortably. Wiped my tears, raged to keep my body firm, not crippling in pain. It was a bad movie. The kind of experience that aims for dumbstruck but leaves you numbstruck instead. Throughout the whole … Continue reading

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Roommate

I made out with my roommate. It was a quick five-second kiss, and I knew it would happen as I lay on the couch and he crouched above me in the dark. In fact, I had turned off the light … Continue reading

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Melodies

Today, I watched time creep in nine perfect circles, and then I left my desk for home. Some Friday nights, I like to stay at home. Today was a busy day. Lots of work.  Deleting words, rearranging sentences. Throwing a … Continue reading

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