My Father Works The Door At A Bar in PA.
I’m home. My hometown. The town i grew up in and like many, have weird feelings about. Tonight my sister & i went to surprise my dad at the bar he works the door at tonight. Every holiday i come home to visit and every holiday he invites me to this bar. Or a bar. Any bar. Look- some bars are great and a fun place to catch up in: cool brick walls, music that makes you feel you are in the...
Breathed my problems into baby food jars. Labeled them. Then threw them against a wall.
Her So Called Life (a journal entry)
As i roll an uneducated-on-any-sort-of-rolling-techniques joint atop a Therapy Today magazine, I watch an old episode of My So Called Life purely for the sole reason that my name is Angela (Chase) (me) and the guy she likes is Jordan (Catalanno) (my ex is Jordan). I really am uber curious to find out what the next man I fall for will be like. Jordan was a speed bump that had a lot of cool bugs...
It was a fancy place to get coffee and such. There were real mint leaves in my MintGreenTea. Floating around, ready to choke me through my straw. With every sip I take a risk. I could die. Or at least cough a bunch. I came here to focus (which I never do successfully). And i didn’t start then. I sat and stared. A million thoughts racing, but none bring me closer to the goal. I take a big...
I hid in the bushes. To the left-side of his porch. (if you’re facing the house) It wasn’t very comfortable- So I ran back to my car to grab a sweatshirt to bunch up under my butt. (the sweatshirt said BON JOUR but at a glance people think it says BON JOVI) okay. It’s better now. But it’s rather noisy- crackly. So I shake out all the leaves around me to get the crunchy dead ones out. But now the...