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the perfect image
looking under rocks, rubble and falling towers for what it means to be heroic wondering: perhaps perfection isn’t orderly nor sanitized, not to be found in the cleaned-up thing but its beauty, a perfect Beauty, is the weak cry of defiant life stubbornly resisting extinction. perhaps: heroes are made from the glimmering shards of broken…
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Spirit of Settiasos
Who is Settiasos? First let me share with you what a conversation with Settiasos might sound like: Example 1 Anon: I don’t understand why So-and-So straight up just lied to my face about not returning my phone call. Settiasos: Mmm…it’s probably because So-and-So suffers from a Spirit of Unreciprocation and a Spirit of Lying. Anon:…
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Emo Girlfriend Has/Needs a Cheerleader
real events: not my best moment(s) i totally cursed a police officer a couple Sundays ago. he ticketed me for yielding too tardily at one of those ridiculous “left turn ok on yellow but yield when it’s flashing yellow” confusing traffic lights that just end up creating a big ol’ tangled web of “let’s try…
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nudity, part one
Have you ever had that nightmare—you know, the one in which you are standing in your underwear or completely naked in front of your classroom, school bus, auditorium, coworkers, the subway, walking on a crowded busy street, or [insert any large group of people in a very public situation]? Remember that feeling of standing uncovered…
SMASHED SAINT 