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Dear Charles Bukowski 

Dear Hank,
How did you live
long enough to write
forty books?

I mean, the booze
the self loathing
and lust for suicide.

I can imagine you held out… 66 more words



Dear future husband,

‘Tis my favorite season: CHRISTMAS! I cannot wait to decorate our home with all the trimmings that I’ve hoarded over the years and I hope that we’ve already started crossing off a few of my yearly Christmas bucket list (& maybe added a few new items to the list). 212 more words


another day at the bank

The bank is surprisingly kinda great. I mean, transactions aren’t terribly exciting , and there is a generally superficial level of conversation to have with people depositing money (I have to really focus on what i’m doing at this point so I dont make mistakes, because honestly i’m the last person in the world who should be in banking, but i’m really trying cause I like this bank and I desperately needed a job). 215 more words


Dear Holiday Season,

Currently, I can be found frantically sprinting around my house covered in garland and pine sap, ornaments around each of my delicately painted red and green fingernails.  222 more words


great pile of news

From: Marjorie Finnegan, 663 W. Adams St
Postmark: March 5, 1904, Chicago Illinois
To: Miss Eleanore Elliott, New York City, c/o Tenderfoot Co.
My Dear Eleanore, 358 more words


Letters to the editor: Dec. 12

Wrong way on bridge

Sunday was a nice sunny day so I went to look at the refurbished Blackfriars’ Bridge. It is handsome and there are lots of places for people to view the river. 342 more words


Completely Transformed

We’ve all missed it

We’ve completely missed it

We hear the truth

We see the truth

Yet we choose to ignore

Or fight it even more… 101 more words