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    I Promise Not to Murder You: Musings of a Social Media Executive Who Refuses to Join FaceBook

    Hi, my name is Jay and I’m a social media executive who abhors FaceBook. I don’t think anyone is saying ‘Hi,’ back. Instead I hear gasps; I’m also pretty sure that…

  • ILU

    Just to Be Me: The Unconventional Love Letter

    Messy, complicated, whatever… it’s as easy to allow your emotions to destroy you, as it is to become intoxicated by them.  For better or worse, I admittedly walk a fine line…

  • sky-priority

    20 Days

    20 consecutive days ­—the longest I’ve been in any city since November 4th. 20 days and still my roll-aboard remains parked in the corner of my bedroom. A red blanket spills…

  • Jay

    Pieces of You: A Letter to My Birthmother

    No matter how hard I try, I’ve never been able to picture your face. Even in the few dreams I’ve had of you, you’re a ghost of sorts, a face I never see, a figment of my…

  • wings

    Scar Tissue

    Help me see myself Cause I can no longer tell Looking out from the inside Of the bottom of a well…          —The End (Pearl Jam) Commercial flights were never…

  • amour-omnia

    Amor Vincit Omnia

    Sometimes I’m convinced that the two of us were born were born with this intimate knowledge of one another, these often bizarre inside jokes. Were we merely saving them like…

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