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Breasts, Pubic Hair, Chains, Dog, and the Lack of Underwear (“I Killed My Friends and It Thrilled Me” Chapter 24)
Fragments of some of our life’s firsts remain in our memory, like a pesky piece of gum on a shoe, like a C-section scar on a tummy. My first crush. My first wank. My first kiss. My first porno. My first fuck. My first kill. Her name was Nadya, and she was cute. I’d stare… Continue reading
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Happy 3rd Birthday “I Killed My Friends and It Thrilled Me”
Today is the 3rd year anniversary of my debut novel I Killed My Friends and It Thrilled Me. Read some of the free chapters of the book here. As a post-celebration, I’ll be putting up another free chapter tomorrow. Continue reading
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At Last I Found a Friend
At last I found a friend among unexpected places who knew not to give up peeking through my many faces who knew my humid silence was not mean-spirited at all who dared to chip away at my Jungian timid wall. Continue reading
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The Morning After Vodka
“It’s scary to feel so much in so little time. I haven’t found my grip for one and another comes in already. Nobody wants to explain and elaborate. They just want to throw what they don’t like away and remain happy. There’s nothing wrong with being happy but I can’t be happy all the time.… Continue reading
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In My Corner
In my corner I sit thinking about it. In my corner I cry processing that goodbye. In my corner I bleed and slowly concede. In my corner I scream to let off some steam. Continue reading
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11 Quotes to Remind You to Live a Meaningful Life
We love quotes, reading them, looking them up, and sharing them. They provide either a quick dose or a heavy wave of inspiration and motivation to us. What’s best about them is that they may appear trivial but, truth be told, a lot of them contains wisdom. Their sources passed them to us from various… Continue reading
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Bismuth and Blackout (“I Killed My Friends and It Thrilled Me” Chapter 8)
Did my heart still pulsate every time any of our friends uttered Gina’s name? Did her voice ever echo in my mind in the middle of any past night? Did her face ever appear on any stranger in Cinnabar? Would I be willing to walk each of the hundred streets in the city to follow… Continue reading
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Alchemical Offspring
I am an ALCHEMICAL OFFSPRING of matters trivial and profound: Pyukumonsters, philosodomy Perry Ellisism, Planetary Sheldanite Continue reading
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Do Not Envy
Do not envy the spectacle of a life made of all colors for when you mix them in a bowl the result’s a hideous puddle Continue reading
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