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Has Anyone Seen My Liver? April 01, 2011

Text-an Farmers by Tracie Skarbo
We come back from Teenage angst Convinced our concepts And dramatic experience Are virginal From the centennial c...
April 27, 2011
The Laced Up Confessionals Part Four by Tracie Skarbo
On Monday, our running clinic had a guest speaker; a physiotherapist and chiropractor who works for a sports clinic. Th...
April 25, 2011 2 Comments
Chug Chug, My Love by Jubal Algonquin
Chug chug, my love Chug chug I thirstily drink from the cup of your love And never expel rude gases I'm unde...
April 21, 2011 1 Comment
Caring by Ray
He cares. We talk, we shoot the shit. He sees me more than most of my friends do. He cares. He doesn't know m...
April 20, 2011 1 Comment
Subway Journals: Part 13 by Ray
April 17, 2011 2 Comments
Just Another Day At The Ditches by Ray
I'm just another dirty foot shoved into a clean sock, you got no idea how loud I want to scream. Words or not, rage erup...
April 12, 2011 1 Comment
The Eyes Have It by K
We arrived ten minutes early for Dad's appointment with the specialist. The office was still closed for lunch, and t...
April 11, 2011 1 Comment
The Laced Up Confessionals Part Three by Tracie Skarbo
April 11, 2011 2 Comments
Subway Journals: Part 12 by Ray
April 10, 2011 1 Comment
Subway Journals: Part 11 by Ray
April 08, 2011 1 Comment
Cruelest Fate by K
He had spent the better part of the past three years looking out the small window at the world that sat just out of his ...
April 07, 2011 1 Comment
It's Not Easy Being Me by K
Its not easy being a good girl. I admit, I've been a pacifist since birth, most likely apologizing profusely upon my...
April 07, 2011 5 Comments
Another Dozen Midnights by Ray
We see each other every night, and pretend not to. She walks her dog, I feed my addiction--we're both very nurturing, ap...
April 07, 2011 1 Comment
The Laced Up Confessionals: Monday April 4th, 2011~~Part Two by Tracie Skarbo
As I was driving to the place where I would meet my new running group I had a lot going through my mind. I remembered b...
April 05, 2011 2 Comments
Subway Journals: Part 10 by Ray
April 05, 2011 1 Comment
The Laced Up Confessionals: Monday April 4th, 2011 by Tracie Skarbo
The Laced Up Confessionals: Monday April 4th, 2011 I have been inspired by another who writes journal entries about ...
April 04, 2011 2 Comments
Hold Me Close, Let Me Go by K
My grandpa used to drive my grandmother crazy during the kitchen parties that were held on a regular basis in their rura...
April 04, 2011 2 Comments
Subway Journals: Part 9 by Ray
April 04, 2011 3 Comments
The Mountain Kings by Tracie Skarbo
April 03, 2011
Candle of Illumination by Tracie Skarbo
Mint upon my palate, I rub sleep infused eyes and crawl under the covers. Oh blessed sleep, please descend upon this bo...
April 03, 2011 3 Comments
Legions of Veal by Tracie Skarbo
Sometimes I see society as a huge herd of cattle in front of TV's, sitting in lazy boys with hooves up and udders pointe...
April 03, 2011 2 Comments
Subway Journals: Part 8 by Ray
April 02, 2011 2 Comments
Insert Fight Club Quote Here by Ray
I'll be honest, kids--my head isn't really in the game, at this point. And when your head isn't in the game for Strangel...
April 02, 2011 4 Comments


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