All I've Ever Wanted_PROCRASTINATION;A THIEF OF LIFE_The Biosbardo_Stonewall
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All I've Ever Wanted
Lying is a black hole. You lie to one person about something, then you immediately feel the urge to lie about something else. The lies just keep piling up, and in a moment, the line between the truth and the lie becomes so blurred, that you start to believe the lie yourself. You start to live the lie. You become a lie. I, however, don’t have that option to live a lie. When I was a mere child of eight, I saw my fwww.onedoor.ccather abusing my mother. It was because she had lied to him about where the money had gone. She had used up some of the money to buy something for herself, and the moment he found out, ...
PROCRASTINATION;A THIEF OF LIFE
Hi. Hey yourself. How are you doing? Great. You? I’m doing fine if you don’t count the fact that I almost got myself fired today. Wow. I didn’t know that the owner of a company could fire herself. I didn’t myself until it happened. _________________________________ Why are you staring at me that way? Come on, don’t keep me in the dark. What happened today? Have you heard this phrase before,” procrastination is a thief of time”? Sure. Who hasn’t? When did you hear it? Babe, this one you are asking me weird questions, is all well? Wrong reply. When did you hear it? I don’t remember. When I was a...
The Biosbardo
For RocíoDaniel Campo was hurrying to work when he ran - literally - into Lavinia. Both of them looked slightly embarrassed, since it wasn’t clear whose fault it had been. They had really collided, and their umbrellas had jostled perilously in the pouring rain. As they got tangled up, with sharp umbrella points, packages, and tote bags, they came face to face, very close, and stopped. They were smack in the middle of the little plaza known as O Toral, or according to folk etymology, O Toural. The first version of the name refers to how vendors many years ago brough...
Stonewall
(Fictional transcript – one woman’s account of her experience of the Stonewall Riots as a child)When people think of Stonewall, they think of riots, of Marsha P. Johnson, of police raiding the Stonewall Inn, of people throwing bricks, of dykes and fags resisting arrest.When I think of Stonewall, I think of my sister.When Danny was little, we all knew she was different; she liked to wear shorts and a baseball cap instead of dresses and lipstick, and she used to skateboard with the boys from our school instead of coming to dance class with me. Momma always told her she was going to get in big tr...