Archive | April, 2013
Link

Group Therapy

20 Apr

By Hadas
————————————

Group Therapy / Hadas (Me)

We’ll all begin by introducing ourselves, says the brown-haired-average-height-has-at-least-two kids-and-a-real-estate-agent-of-a-husband-both-of-them-nearing -midlife-crisis group counselor.

Dr. John Smith, Cardiac Surgeon, states the blue eyed blond haired man to her left, followed by redheaded Professor Mary Thompson, Historian who is sitting on crew cut Sergeant Bill Miller, Ex-Marine’s right who has his chair slightly turned to his skinny-as-a-stick wife Madame Angelique Dupont-Miller, World-Famous Baker who just smiled at dressed for a funeral Judge Claire Gessler, New York Supreme Court.

Jess, citizen of Planet Earth.

—————————————————————————–

GO SEE THE REST BY CLICKING ON THE LINK!

Fuck Ups

2 Apr

Sometimes I think the only thing keeping us together is that unwritten list titled “Shared Mental Illnesses.” In other words, Our Fuck Ups. Sometimes we’re so crazy that the only thing keeping us sane is the idea that the other might just be crazier than ourselves. Sometimes we’re so sad the only thing that can cheer us up is the arms of the other wrapped around us as we lay in bed crying and wishing we were dead.

Because other times, when we’re sane, it feels like if we don’t get away from each other we just may go crazy. When we’re together we suddenly don’t know how to act. Other times, when the thick  cloud vapors out of our mind through our ears and light fills it up from our eyes, it feels like we don’t know what to do with all of this happiness… together. And when our hands touch the light slithers out through our fingers, making way for the blinding darkness.

The only thing keeping us close is our Fuck Ups so maybe the real Fuck Up is being together at all.

Sleep

2 Apr

It’s 2:09 am and I honestly have no clue how I’ve lasted this long.

I should be going to sleep.

It’s so dark outside, yet my soul is on fire – blazing with light.

And my eyelids – they droop, fighting my mind to let them shut, but my fingers are flying. Flying across the letters on the keyboard, racing to keep up with the letters pouring from my mind.

I’m sleep deprived since the day I was born but not ever was I deprived of words. Or ideas. Because my soul lit up my way, making sure I never stumbled, and my eyes struggled to stay open so that I could see the world.

A Russian Affair

my love affair with Russian literature

The Tattooed Book Geek

Fantastical Book Reviews, Poetry & Awesomeness.

ע' קווירית

בלוג אקדמי לגוף, מגדר ומיניות בקולנוע וטלוויזיה

30 In 30(0)

Every Day In April, Asking One Poet Ten Questions. Also, Bad Puns About Pop Music.

אבא של אורי יודע על מה הוא מדבר

אבא כותב על דברים של אבאים, אבל לא רק

Whatever

READING MURDER BOOKS AND TRYING TO STAY HIP

kepagewriter

Blogging about culture and the ups and downs of being a writer

Mr. Incredibeard

Just another Monbeardday!

MASCONSUMPTION MEDIA

Be a Part of History. Cultivating the Culture. A New Jersey-based Blog. Curated by @ValleyGirl_NJ

Books and Reviews

Crime fiction, women's representation and feminism

The Daily Post

The Art and Craft of Blogging

A year of reading women

365 days of women's lit

Stuff Kids Write

Like stuff adults write. But funnier.

Raising My Rainbow

Adventures in raising a fabulously gender creative son.

A year of reading the world

196 countries, countless stories...

Lachlan + Cathy

Welcome to the House of Payne

On God's Campus: Voices from the Queer Underground

Welcome to On God's Campus: Voices from the Queer Underground! This is where faith, sexuality and Christian higher education come together.

101 Books

Reading my way through Time Magazine's 100 Greatest Novels since 1923 (plus Ulysses)