Posts Tagged: AA

The Truth About Lying

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My gut is a red, fiery drum, a beacon of rosy light. My instinct to run is a bright radioactive pink arrow, a bloody blade. I was correct. ...more

Missing

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I long to learn from my darkest teachers, feel the stab of their spectacular rejection. Perhaps I feel most alive when I’m hurting. ...more

The Saturday Rumpus Essay: Remembering Molly

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Ten years later I still wondered about those aviator glasses and whether The Breakfast Club could restore us. ...more