Losing Alaska

An Ode To Life

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  • Watcher

    WATCHER “To love for the sake of being loved is human, but to love for the sake of loving is angelic.”    Alphonse de Lamartine Chapter 1 Angel I watched you.             I have watched you for twenty-three years and still you are only but a child in my shadow. You are today the same curly… Read more

  • I am

    I am 3 and I am alone. When I laugh no one is there to listen. When I laughed there is no one there to hear it. When I laugh, I don’t laugh outside anymore. I’m alone in this bath with my laughs and she isn’t coming back anymore. I am alone in this bath… Read more

  • Stood

    And she stood staring into death, but of all the times, this time death didn’t stare back. Read more

  • A dark house

    A man woke up alone in a dark house, a man woke up alone in a dark house, a man woke up alone in a dark house, day in and day out the man continued to wake up alone in a dark house, a way of life for him that was ideal and safe, a… 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

  • Play God

    Sometimes to play god, you have to play God. Read more

  • Suicides Garden

    “Ma’am it’s time.” Looking up from clasped hands the woman rose to her feet obediently following the nurse into the next room. “Please remove all your clothes and possessions and place them into this box. That purple gown on the table is for you to put on. Once you are ready knock on the door.”… Read more

  • This Assignment is about the inner turmoil of two different parts of me, and about the “elimination” of one of those parts. One In Two Two in One went out for play headed down towards the river not so far away. One of Two she did not talk, while Two of One for her footing… Read more

  • This assignment was to find a place where all of the different parts of me could come together, sadly the protector is against the collaboration. Dock We can all meet at my beautiful lake on a dock, hidden in between trees on all sides. A large snow-covered mountain rising to the sky above the taiga.… Read more

  • Swipe Right

    In the steel night of gender sterile poetry the truest of men swipe right. Read more