Archives for June, 2011:

Big Red Ball

Yesterday I couldn’t feel my feet when I ran in the dirt around the reservoir. My legs were numb. Two miles in and nothing but helium in my skin. My brain hovered above me, watching. What’s differ [...]

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I’m Really Quitting This Time

(1993-1995 San Francisco) “I look at you, I am unable to stir, I struggle, I am unable to reach you monster.” -Monique Wittig I loved speed more than my dealer girlfriend.  If I des [...]

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Black Out Sex

*an excerpt* (1984, Humboldt) I lost my virginity in a blackout in a summer cabin near a river. It wasn’t my family’s cabin. It was my neighbors. As long as I can remember, summer was a tim [...]

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