Family
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If Only I’d Known, Part I (Music Challenge)
If I had known how my absence would impact my family I might have never left. My hope was that it would bring them some peace — relief from all of the anger, resentment, and bitterness that I carried in my heart and bled all over everything I touched. The last time I saw them… Continue reading
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Racism: It’s All in the Family 🙄
The other day I was having a conversation with a member of my family about my genre studies course — in all things horror (yay!) — coming up this fall; and, I mentioned that my highly qualified professor, who I’m extremely excited about taking the course with, is Diné. “He’s what? Dinah? What the hell… Continue reading
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F***ck…
I crashed out early last night (like, before nine o’clock early) and when I woke up this morning I discovered that I’d received a text from my baby brother at 10:41 PM: “I love you Cassie. You’re my favorite sister.” When I read it (at 8:25 this morning) my stomach tightened into a knot and… Continue reading
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Wounds Set in Amber
May 23, 2003I’m standing in the kitchen of our two bedroom apartment on Orange Grove Road. My husband has just said something that has me laughing so hard I have tears running down my flushed chipmunk cheeks. The phone over the antique microwave rings. I’m not a fan of telephone conversations so I check the… Continue reading
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I’ve Never Fit Any Mold
I’ve spent the past couple of weeks writing posts and then taking them down, f*cking around with site design and layout, and trying desperately to commit to an overarching theme for this blog — all to no avail. Why? The short answer is that when I start something I tend to be obsessive about it;… Continue reading