Dear Readers, My sincerest apologies. This week I have had two posts go up before they were ready which resulted in me having to pull them, finish them, and re-post. It is unprofessional, annoying, and disappointing. My only explanation is that it has been very hectic at work and I am at the tail end…
Category: Graphite Smears
My writing – dribbles, drabbles, odds and ends, bits and bobs.
#14 – I Can’t Intimidate You and Sometimes You Scare Me
This is number fourteen of the top 30 reasons for why normal people should not date a superhero(ine). Remember supers! This is all in good fun, BUT if you see yourself in these reasons you should consider altering your behavior in order to keep your beloved happy and safe, and in your life! [In no particular…
Omphalophobia
Bellybuttons freak me out and the girl standing across from me is unconsciously using the pole to play peekaboo with hers. It is not a full innie nor a full outie. Instead it looks like her bellybutton is trying to push itself out of her body. A small, fleshy nub nestled just inside the rim of the…
To the Two Young Women on My Train
To the Two Young Women on My Train, First I would like to apologize for eavesdropping on your conversation and inserting myself into it later, I know it is not polite to do either of those things. Second, I want to thank you. Thank you for giving me hope that I am not the only…
Quick Nap
Her nails are long and she scratches the side of her face with her middle finger. She is wearing a knee length dress that has ridden up to mid-thigh because she is sitting down. It has a black collar and hemline, but in between is pink designs on white with black dots. She has a…
Hey Sinuses
Hey Sinuses! Screw you! Could you please stop masquerading as something else when you aren’t feeling well!? I am sick of taking the wrong medicine for a week before realizing that it’s YOU who is having the issue. Sincerely, Seriously Stuffed Up
Baby Michelle was Melodramatic
Welcome to the new Tuesday installment! It’s Poetry Tuesday! We are going to go back through all my old notebooks and look at the god-awful poetry I wrote when I was an angsty teen and then you will get present day Michelle’s re-interpretation/headdesk horror-filled embarrassment. Let’s start off strong! Armor Put it up Keep it…
Snake Skin
Her sandals are snake skin – real or fake I can’t tell – but they remind me of my father’s snake skin cowboy boots and rattlesnakes. She is wearing black pants that rise up just above the ball of her ankle. They are high-waisted and she has a black shirt on as well. Over that…
Night vs Day
The train at night is different. The exhaustion is different. In the morning it’s a cranky uncaffeinated bone deep tiredness. At 8:45 pm it’s the soul sucking despondency of having survived another day in a city that is eating at your soul while still dazzling and delighting you. It’s mostly empty and there are wide…
Let’s Talk
Let’s talk about rape. Let’s talk about sexual assault. Let’s talk about harassment. Let’s talk about coercion. Let’s talk about silence and fear and anxiety and hyper-vigilance. Let’s talk about the fact that, without trying, I can list five people on one hand who I personally know and care about who have been sexually assaulted,…
Badass
My first thought upon seeing her is: badass. Her hair is buzzed short and bleached blond, one shade below white blond. Her headphones curl around the backs of her ears like secret service ear wigs and her makeup is simple and artistic. She does not look like a flawless doll, but her eyebrows are dark…
Little Gentian 