and God.

"and God." is what I typed before erasing it. I saw a Facebook status yesterday where someone expressed regret towards having hurt people in their life. They said they wished they hadn't and closed with: "But these hands can't heal them only time can." Right there I wanted to share some piece of truth. Right...

Asylum

I am the mental hospital that hoards the crazy of your love. It’s out of control, trying to be controlled in here. So wild our memory locks jam and we forget words but hum along anyway to the lyrics of “rescue me”. I don’t remember. I don’t remember the unlove before you walked through creaky...

The danger of drive-thrus and the coffee-on-my-crotch debacle

Allow me to demonstrate the danger of drive-thrus by recounting (only) three (of the many) terribly upsetting events that occurred somewhere between seeing the drive-thru sign and arrows, and driving away after collecting the end product. [On a side note, why the hell is it spelt drive-thru? It's drive-through! Of all the bright ideas that multi-millionaire...

Editing for Dummies

Let me teach you something about editing: Something you should know about editing: Stuff to know about editing: Some important editing information: Some key editing tips: How to edit: Editing 101: Just edit: Editing: say what you want to say.

Fish-moths and feelings

Fish-moths bore through paper more than your feelings gnaw at your core - raw and sore from being clawed through the hole in your chest. Eating away slow and no one knows because the cupboard's closed, like you chose: keep a pose so it doesn't show. But you can't grow if you sink so low...

Um, hello? That’s my backside!

Whenever I get an email which has "REPLY IMMEDIATELY" as the subject line (wait, it normally has a spelling mistake in it but I'm not going to stoop that low), I am inclined to want to take as long as humanly possible to respond in any way, at all! In fact, I'd prefer to leave...