I threw away the childish games The day the first punch was thrown Admittedly I haven't seen them coming since Perpetually punch drunk And some might think me naïve Or blind bordering on stupid But I'm not I'm just not an open door If I let you in, you have a home I don't let... Continue Reading →
She can’t shake the feeling of déjà vu
that keeps sweeping over her,
that itching cold finger tracing her spine as
in the heat of the bonfire that had been stoked to a fury.
There, he’s gong to trip over a root and fall on his face.
She’s going to lean over and kiss that really cute guy sitting across from her
as he continues to stare at the bad boy across the way,
watching it play out before her eyes.
Did that mean he was here too?
She swept her eyes across the crowd of people,
looking for the man who had plagued her dreams
so much so that sleep was something she looked forward to.
No where to be seen,
her breath sighing in her chest in some relief and disappointment.
It wasn’t sleep she craved,
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Copyright ©Melanie McCurdie 2015/01/28 How I came to be here I know not, only that I woke from my slumber not in my dwelling but curled in a nest of poisonous greenery that covered me as a blanket, near a small stream. The air was fragrant with rot and quiet desperation, the delicious scent drifting to... Continue Reading →
Last week I was surfing the Internet and came across a headline proclaiming autism and circumcision are linked. I couldn’t help myself. I laughed out loud.
In no certain order, I have read the following explanations for autism over the years:
Autism is caused by mercury.
Autism is caused by lead.
Autism begins with poor maternal bonding.
Certain pesticides may trigger autism.
Gluten aggravates autism spectrum disorder.
People with autism should eat more strawberries.
Too much automotive exhaust is a leading cause of autism.
Chemicals found on non-stick cookware may trigger autism.
The one about maternal bonding is sort of painful for me. The truth is, I did have a hard time bonding with infant Jack. The little guy shrieked and whined and cried for a solid year. He started sleeping through the night at six weeks, and stopped at three months.
I was exhausted, and Joe and I were…
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Perfunctory kisses and loveless touches Use my body and ignore my mind Pleasures wrought and brought Climax rushed and heartless Once you told me pretty words Without belittling and making me feel small Like a last resort, some faceless vessel I meant something then Once my body was your playground Now you fuck me and... Continue Reading →
Klingon mup qul naQmey caress tun against DIr rur toQ chill embrace vItu' 'ej 'oH vIneH warmer SoH vIneH wa' ghor jajlo' chu' 'ej ngab SoH jatlhqa' Striking a match A soft touch Against my skin like a bird of prey I feel your chilled embrace And wish it warmer Wish you closer A new... Continue Reading →
As a child, the image of rescue from some Prince Charming was all I could see. I wanted to be that princess, with my hero at my side. A Champion As I got older, I realized that I didn't want a man prettier than me, with infinitely better hair. I still wanted to be rescued, and still looked... Continue Reading →