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I Ain’t Afraid of No Ghosts

“They were the ghosts in the night, the monsters under my bed, the reason I wouldn’t open my closet in the dark.”

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Twelve Years of Eyeliner

If you’re on Facebook, I am sure you’ve seen the profile Pic challenge going around, where you share your first profile pic and then your most recent. I don’t think I’m doing this right.

On Anxiety and Foreboding

when I see things coming at me that cause me to worry, I don’t see a problem in assuming they might happen the way that I fear, and making plans accordingly. After all, I’m often right, about both my worries and my hopes.

Little White Lies

A tree in the shape of two faces back to back; the side of the tree on the left is without leaves, and the side on the right is full of leaves. The image is in black and white.

I did not fear the truth because of your possible reaction; I feared the truth because of my own reaction.

An Old Witch and A Magic Chair

“I remember the smell of the food cooking on the stove; I remember running and laughing though the clumps of grown-ups, seeing a room full of boots and shins and knees like so many stalks of the river cane in my backyard that made up the tall forests for my playtime.