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Tag Archives: bullying
The Violent Bear It and Grin: Part II- Wensday March 18th, 2015
“Open the windows.” June grunts. She waves her hands in no particular direction, “It’s a furnace in here.” “They’re already open.” I say, trying to turn the camper’s window hand cranks further. “They all stop half way.” “S***…” June slumps back … Continue reading →
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The Viloent Bear It and Grin: Part I- Saturday March 14, 2015.
“Gosh it’s hot.” Grace moans. She’s fanning herself with an old newspaper, lifting her ponytail to airing her neck, “It’s like a sauna in here.” “Yes, it is.” June says, indifferent. She’s slouched in the front passenger seat, hardly moving as … Continue reading →
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Salt Kool-Aid from Mars: Friday March 6th, 2015
“I’m not sure about her.” June says. She stirs her mashed potatoes and peas into a sea foam colored gruel as her hamburger, normally inhaled the moment she places her lunch tray on the table, sits cooling. “How’s her Spanish coming?” “Good.” … Continue reading →
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June on the War Path: Saturday Feb 21st, 2015
“I mean, it just irks me June.” I say, hands tight on the steering wheel, looking out through the Caravan’s cracked windshield. We’re parked beside a T-Rex Fill and Go, before us is a large empty field, a deteriorating single-wide trailer squating … Continue reading →
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Our Weekly Session: Aug. 11th, 2014
“So, how’s your scheduled?” Mrs. Jane asks, reclining behind her desk and looking every bit the shrink. She’s even wearing her concerned look: head tilted slightly to the right, trimmed eyebrows bent upward, lips pursed into a slight frown. It’s … Continue reading →
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An Old Frenemy: Tuesday Aug. 5th, 2014
Yep, they’re huge, like tree trunks. I look into the full-length mirror hanging from my closet door, my face contorted in morbid curiosity. Or at least a mid-sized telephone poles. I turn sideways, searching for a good angle. But, like … Continue reading →
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