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Suspicious of the Fat Man in a Red Suit

Originally posted on Raised By Wolves (I Wish):
Our aunt was insistent that someone was on the roof and other adults in the room kept guessing that it must be Santa. True, there was some sort of a ruckus going…

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The Blue Angels

I was once in a gang. It was an accident. For Christmas, 1979, I received a bitchin’ yellow jacket with Egyptian blue accent stripes on each shoulder and graduated blue stripes on the back. It must have been a sale … Continue reading

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Thank You God For Making Me White

Thank you God for making me white. Life has been hard enough being female and growing up poor, so I just want to thank you for keeping an eye out for me. Always being the new girl at school was … Continue reading

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Her Own Truth

As stated, her story is not my own, so I will say no more.  

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Chocolate Hamster Treats

  artwork by my youngest

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Wolf Family Values

artwork by my youngest

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I Like Stereotypes Because They Make My Life Easier

Labels are bizarre. They allow us to categorize a particular group of characteristics into a neat organized mental package so that our brains are excused from the hard stuff. Like the T-shirt motto, of which I am so fond because … Continue reading

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I Have Been Blessed

When I was twenty-two I nearly destroyed my knee in a hurdling accident. I like that, hurdling accident; it’s not one of the more common references one might use like car accident or skiing accident. It’s more in line with … Continue reading

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A Room of One’s Own

My son sat across the room, staring out the window. He had the deep, distance look of someone lost in a daydream, his eyes transfixed intently on the movie inside his head and seeing nothing in front of him. I … Continue reading

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An Endlessly Clashing Multichotomy

I met my husband on the track team in undergraduate school. We had been dating for about 2 months when he asked if I’d like to come home with him for the weekend for a family gathering and meet his … Continue reading

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