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Tag Archives: writing
Reflections of an Irish Car Bombing- Part III: Friday Sept. 18th 2015
In the dizzy year since getting my license, I was surprised to realize that you can learn the most about a person, anyone, while watching them ride in a car. The slightest rapping of fingertips on the dash, a yawn, … Continue reading
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Stars- Part II: Wednesday, Sept. 16, 2015
“Do you think you’ll stick with it for the year?” I ask tentatively, looking down at Pen’s scuffed boots. The question is a tossup, a fifty-cent piece with handsome J. Kennedy pressed on one side, and the bald eagle stamped … Continue reading
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Tagged angst, choir, diary, family, friendship, High School, Journal, LGBT, LGBTQ, life, Personal, relationships, school, teen, teenager, writing
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Fath-er: Sunday, Sept. 6th 2015.
fath-er NOUN A man in relation to his natural child or children. Synonyms: dad, daddy, pop, pa, dada… Still coated with clear antibiotic cream, Dad’s tattoo wraps around his left bicep-a westernized, bastardized version of Maori tribal. Its lines are … Continue reading
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Tagged anorexia, art, diary, eating disorder, family, friends, Journal, Personal, relationships, teen, teenager, writing
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Mornings with Freud: Thursday August 27th, 2015.
“Do you see that?” Mrs. Jane asks. She’s eyeing a couple of ninth graders near the snack machines, an above it all pair indifferent to the swarm of kids around them. “Watch the way she tilts her head to the right, leans in a little too close, laughs … Continue reading
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Tagged diary, High School, Journal, Personal, teen, teenager, writing, YA
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