Losing Alaska

An Ode To Life

Non-fiction

  • .22

    Slowly the truck turned from the dirt road onto a narrow-wooded path over hung with willows leading into the woods.  I looked in the back of the beat-up old Ford truck at my dog curled into a ball; the best dog I have ever had, slowly suffering to death from an unknown illness. “I love Read more

  • Nobody

    I am tired. I am so tired most days I’m not even here. I’m so tired of seeing things most others do not see. Half of what I see may be real, while the other half is just paranoia. I’m so tired of not being an identity. Of not growing myself into a somebody, so Read more

  • Therapy Assignment One

    Below is an assignment I did in therapy to work on shame associated with sexual abuse when I was a child. Shame Mental health people say the only way to heal shame is to say it. I wonder if that is true. I certainly have my reservations about it, but what do I have to Read more

  • Monster

    I see him,The Monster,He is hiding in my dreams,Weaving intricate webs of my own self-hate,In my loathing I awaken for the Monster he is near,His breath full of captured souls beating upon my prepubescent consciousness,I am frightened,Too frightened to move,I pray to a God who is not listening to make it stop,Gods reply?Absent,My mind leaves Read more

  • Rehab

    Rehab,The place where wedding rings disappear and marriages are put on hold,Rehab,A place where fourteen days of knowing someone equals a lifetime,Rehab,Where men and women come back to pick up their much to young soul mates,Rehab,Brains still maturing on mommy and daddies’ dime,Rehab,Reaper of rings. Read more

  • Sinister

    She woke up.  Not startled awake or shaken awake but the awful sort of awake from the feeling of being watched.  The awake you become when something, or worse, a someone somewhere they should not be.                 Too scared to move or open her eyes she lay awake simmering in her own untamable fear as Read more