From the Archives: Voices on Addiction: None of This Is Bullshit
I was fine. No one and nothing could hurt me.
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Join NOW!I was fine. No one and nothing could hurt me.
...moreThere is no finality to this grief. Only a series of losses, compounded.
...moreWhen I imagine his days, the loneliness of it all makes my chest tighten.
...moreFind and replace. Food for alcohol. Daughter for dad.
...moreThat’s how I felt again, then: a child suddenly fallen, helpless. Unable even to breathe.
...moreOnce there was a little parrot and she carried one drop of water at a time in a leaf she held in her beak. I forget who she was carrying the water to.
...moreI’m writing about the border through the eyes of children because the border is a problem of the imagination.
...moreThe word rehab is short for rehabilitate, which means to restore to a former capacity. Like houses, I remember thinking. Demo the kitchen. Tear down the walls.
...moreThe Feminist Bookstore made famous by Portlandia has kicked the show out, saying the show “throws trans femmes under the bus.” Specialty bookstores are finding that filling a niche is often the best way to survive the onslaught of online competition. Parisian bookstore Shakespeare and Company turns sixty-five, and OUT takes a look back through store’s famed […]
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