November My heart is broken and I don’t know why. I never gave it away after him. Inside my chest, it hurts And I panic Because I cannot reach inside And stitch is back together Without killing myself. My mind is unraveling as my heart rots away I don’t understand the words that come from... Continue Reading →
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I HAVE INTERNET. I have since Monday, but I'm making a post tonight. I think next week I'll start from the beginning; Before my dad died, high school, friends and all. This originally began as an exercise for me, simply to get feedback on the writing, but I've received such amazing responses that I think... Continue Reading →
Oliver: An excerpt from Porridge: A Memoir
Oliver My first reaction when my mom told me she had a surprise was that she was sending me off to be married. I don’t know why that’s what I thought, but it was. While I sat in the car with her and Richie all I could imagine was meeting a teenage boy who would... Continue Reading →
Cemetery: An excerpt from Porridge: A Memoir
CemeteryWe leave my older brother as he shovels the dirt atop my father’s coffin.He intended to bury him himself.My older brother, Kevin, had to take the shovel from him.In the car I am numb again.So many words bounce off the walls of my skull.People don’t think I will survive,I know because of the amount of... Continue Reading →
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Today's excerpt is a little different. A little sadder than most.I hope you like it.l/r
Coins: An excerpt from Porridge: A Memoir
CoinsI can’t tell you the amount of coinsMy father found when he was alive.Pennies,Nickels,Dimes.All aligned waiting for him,To stop and pick up.He’d catch a glimpse of their silvery,Faces,Laying flat and unimportant on the sidewalk.When he’d pick them up I’d smileIn amazement that he could spot so manyOf these neglected, inconspicuous currency;While others walk so proudly... Continue Reading →
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I'll be posting much more come next Monday, I haven't had my internet set up as yet. But Monday, you'll be getting so many Porridge excerpts and HITS characters you won't know what to do with yourself.Posting in 1 minute! l/r
5:24am: An excerpt from Porridge: A Memoir
5:24amI wake up at 5:24am to a room of dimly lit candlesAnd confusion.A day doesn’t pass that I don’t hope he will appear to me in the night.Wish for it.Hope for it.Dread it.To sit at my bed and tell me he is proud,That he sees me,Still sees me,And always will.I dreamt of him today,We were... Continue Reading →
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Hello!I know, I know, I've been away for a while.I moved! Again. Finally to a place of my own, away from roommates who pee out the window, throw up at 2am every night, rap to acoustic guitar or put sugar in their mac and cheese.I'm free.Anyway, that's why I've been on a bit of a... Continue Reading →