Writing Archive
Explore a curated collection of my writing, including psychotherapy insights, short stories, letters, and poetry, all compiled for easy access and reflection.
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ranter ~#72
he came he uttered spoke aloud reading his rot something something something he did or didn’t do while we thought of throwing shit at him cans bottles plastic jugs (we might have been drinking)…
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lost girl
I only remember you now in flashes strong hints of regret the loving any kindnesses have evaporated like ideas on just how we lived got by you were a lost girl hand in mine…
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sweethearts
since 16 now 20’s he snores she says as he sits silent comes to bed flops down & crashes out he looks at her smiles wide can I play you this? pulls out his…
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came a time then
retreating inside avoiding people reading writing listening to the radio these few moments I had thinking of nothing looking out over rooftops of the city then came a time feeling no pain the hurt…
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never thought
I say to him that we’d be here all these years later funeral for his wife his friend my friend from the days us young’uns drinking smoking listening to music like that meant everything…
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futility
condition I was 11 pushing 12 when my stepmother raised her hand to begin another beating I raised my own fist said no more! I’ve had enough of this didn’t matter at all when…
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for a little while
don’t wanna be the bad guy in the story I’d go home with her half drunk half tight if full of special needs spend a few hours let go of a load she never…
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little wood
being a kid wandering summer afternoons exploring everything one afternoon dead pigs floating bloated stinking in the marshy pools to tell the big people of what I’d seen to not be believed incredulous another…
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