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Skeletons
It used to be we kept them locked up tight, bound and gagged, jaw bones chained to the floor and filthy rags taped over the holes where the eyes once waited, watching. Now we buy them brand new Pick them out of catalogs, customized with all the latest diagnoses, all the fancy damage upgrades Shabby…
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Dean Ween Interview for Songfacts
“If you’ve kept up with the man over the years, you know that he’s a skilled musician and a clever lyricist, and those traits shine on The Deaner Album. “Tammy” written by anyone else could have been just another mullet-rock scorned-man-on-the-road revenge song, but Dean Ween spins the story with a lyrical prowess that rivals…
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Dog Days
Maybe it’s the heat, the dog days smuggling water in through your pores and into your lungs, drowning you inside your skin forcing out your breath in labored syllables It could be the dark, creeping in an inch at a time until one day, driving home you take your eyes off of the road and…
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New Book, “Chicken Soup for the Fuck You,” is here.
My new book, Chicken Soup for the Fuck You: Inspirations, Observations, and Character Assassinations is now available in print and Kindle format via Amazon. Here’s a little about the book: “Chicken Soup for the Fuck You” is spit straight from the hyperactive brain of a lifelong oddball who has, to put it simply, seen some…
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The New Book is Almost Here: Pre-Order Info
Let me preface this by reminding you guys that I’m mostly a mom and a teacher, and sometimes I write stuff, and the title of businessperson is not even on the list of things that I am. So if this is a weird or unconventional or unwise way to do this, I apologize; it just…
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Mourning Dove
I found him at the top of the stairs without a head. It was a clean break, no sign that it had ever been there and though his face was gone his body lay in a pose of accusation making me the guilty one. I wrapped him in brown paper and threw him into the…
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Bridges
There is a bridge between caring and not Sturdier than it looks and once you take the first step, it’s easy to cross. You can see them there, still- the things you used to care about Feel them watching, catch the breeze that carries across a memory of them, the scent of something lost You…
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Cobwebs
I don’t know the people here with their serious smiles and their faces hard and dark, shuffling along, dancing some slow-motion two-step no one really seemed to take the time to learn I watch their tentacled hands, flaky skin and grotesque knuckles reaching toward their eyelids pulling the lashes out making wishes on the damaged…
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Missing Teen from Havelock, NC
**UPDATE: Lizzy has been found safe. Thank you all for reading and sharing.** Please keep an eye out for 17-year-old Elizabeth “Lizzy” Hargett. Lizzy is 17 years old, 5′ 2″ tall, and weighs 107 pounds with a slender build. She was last seen in Havelock, NC on the evening of Wednesday, April 27. If you…