Hope that they

“Okay, so you’re talking out, time to go to a buddy room,” I said, even as I said it thinking, wait, what? I work with the most high-maintenance kids. The kids kicked out of regular school, but not messed up enough to be hospitalized. And mostly I like it a lot, except when all of […]

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adopting

What does anxiety go with? Animal print? Obviously it goes with your cat dying, your parent being diagnosed with a terrible illness, and getting a new boss. …but it also goes with a whole week off work! A great birthday party! A new baby! My dad had a multiples-of-five birthday, and two of my siblings […]

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clean up

This is a tragedy. I didn’t want to buy a car. Under late capitalism, what single person clinging to the lower middle class would? When I moved back to the midwest, my dad had an extra car he had inherited, so he gave me that car to drive. Yes, I was in my forties, and […]

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the incans had no words

The Incan had no words Nothing written, not as such of poetry and record they did not ponder much Incans had string. Incans had knots. Incans had something figured out. Incans didn’t send court summonses via bicycle. Or sew novels between slices of skin Incans didn’t miss anything. They didn’t miss tricks, picks, flicks– An […]

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