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My Friend, Amelia

I brought her out to the grey stone tables sitting empty behind the dry cleaners. Amelia is the kind of person you want to show off, you know, like a Brooks Brothers label left out for a loose eye to notice.

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My Friend, Amelia

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The Writing I Aspire to

My friend told me that I write well when I have good content. "Business" and "e-commerce" wasn't good content. Those topics, at least when I had written about them, didn't have heart. Touche.

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The Writing I Aspire to

My friend told me that I write well when I have good content. "Business" and "e-commerce" wasn't good content. Those topics, at least when I had written about them, didn't have heart. Touche.

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Beware of Despair

Suzy hadn't lost her job. That morning, her alarm had triggered a series of actions, ones she took some days and skipped on others...

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Beware of Despair

Suzy hadn't lost her job. That morning, her alarm had triggered a series of actions, ones she took some days and skipped on others...

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What I Learn From Running

I think I hate running. It is only enjoyable when I consider it as a finished act, with no plan to do it. Then, I finally relish the feat of having ran a rather far distance.

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What I Learn From Running

I think I hate running. It is only enjoyable when I consider it as a finished act, with no plan to do it. Then, I finally relish the feat of having ran a rather far distance.

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Where did the Last $100 Go?

The last $100 — Where did it go? My brother needs it more. He might have a place to live. I heard he found work at an optometrist's office in Koreatown. Six years since his last job. At last?

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Where did the Last $100 Go?

The last $100 — Where did it go? My brother needs it more. He might have a place to live. I heard he found work at an optometrist's office in Koreatown. Six years since his last job. At last?

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The Woman in My Ear

Sometimes my Mind (She/Her) has a bad bite, and the fear of the big bites makes me want to keep Her numb. But today I went for a walk and realized She wasn’t that scary.

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The Woman in My Ear

Sometimes my Mind (She/Her) has a bad bite, and the fear of the big bites makes me want to keep Her numb. But today I went for a walk and realized She wasn’t that scary.

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Panic—But From What?

She pressed the button on the garage door before her neighboor could see her face, not because she was embarrased, but because she didn't feel safe. From what, she didn't know.

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Panic—But From What?

She pressed the button on the garage door before her neighboor could see her face, not because she was embarrased, but because she didn't feel safe. From what, she didn't know.

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The Weight of Her Confessions

Content warning: This post contains descriptions of domestic violence and difficult subject matter. Her voice reached me, but my expression stayed vacant, my mind hollowed, and my hands still.

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The Weight of Her Confessions

Content warning: This post contains descriptions of domestic violence and difficult subject matter. Her voice reached me, but my expression stayed vacant, my mind hollowed, and my hands still.

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The Moment I Saw Age

Her eyes darted past the back of his head through to his mouth. She twisted her old mouth into a shape more ugly. I shouldn't tell you about how old she looked. I'll follow her lead for the rest of my life.

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The Moment I Saw Age

Her eyes darted past the back of his head through to his mouth. She twisted her old mouth into a shape more ugly. I shouldn't tell you about how old she looked. I'll follow her lead for the rest of my life.

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If Only I Hadn't Found Church

“I might have fifteen years left of a good body. I’m working on something. I’m only telling you. It’s about the Bible."

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If Only I Hadn't Found Church

“I might have fifteen years left of a good body. I’m working on something. I’m only telling you. It’s about the Bible."

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A Friend I Abandoned

Before you read on—This post includes discussion of mental health challenges and drugs. She said he was dead, but I needed to call him to make sure.

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A Friend I Abandoned

Before you read on—This post includes discussion of mental health challenges and drugs. She said he was dead, but I needed to call him to make sure.

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The Past Appeared Above Me

I turned the corner and looked up. A slurry of umbrellas, worn down tables, and dirty jewel tones came into my line of sight at a particular height on the second story.

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The Past Appeared Above Me

I turned the corner and looked up. A slurry of umbrellas, worn down tables, and dirty jewel tones came into my line of sight at a particular height on the second story.