Las Vegas, City with No Poetry
The original post by Natalie DeYoung can be found at Las Vegas, City with No Poetry Las Vegas is a city with no poetry. When people suggest going there, I groan inside, usually followed by a lengthy...
View ArticleMy Dammit List
The original post by Natalie DeYoung can be found at My Dammit List I’ve been meaning to write this for years, since before starting this blog. However, I resisted for a long time. Partly from fear,...
View ArticleRide of a Lifetime
The original post by Natalie DeYoung can be found at Ride of a Lifetime “So, see: clutch, front brake, your back brake is down there, and here is where you shift.” He demonstrated with each...
View ArticleSitting on the Curb
The original post by Natalie DeYoung can be found at Sitting on the Curb The possibilities stretch out before me in infinite patterns I count and rearrange them, twiddling Until they vanish, one by one...
View ArticleI’m Going to Talk About Suicide
The original post by Natalie DeYoung can be found at I’m Going to Talk About Suicide I woke up on my 27th birthday on a shitty mattress in rehab. The December light speckled in through the gritty...
View ArticleSherlock Mom
The original post by Natalie DeYoung can be found at Sherlock Mom Only a white lie. Colored in, embellished. Harmless, really. She doesn’t need to know the extent of it. She asks questions with a poker...
View ArticleHappy Birthday to the Place that Saved My Writing
The original post by Natalie DeYoung can be found at Happy Birthday to the Place that Saved My Writing For yeah write’s third birthday, I present to you “A Series of Embarrassing Admissions:” Erica is...
View ArticleFiction: The Jacket
The original post by Natalie DeYoung can be found at Fiction: The Jacket Winter seemed reluctant to release its hold on Southern California, mildly nipping them in the April night air. A group of ten...
View ArticleA Grown-Up Job
The original post by Natalie DeYoung can be found at A Grown-Up Job $13/hr. One week vacation the first year. Overtime expected. Looking for a go-getter with a can-do attitude, 5+ years of experience....
View ArticleRocky Mountain High
The original post by Natalie DeYoung can be found at Rocky Mountain High Armed with my black pen and handmade journal, I am sitting out on the back deck, which overlooks the Rocky Mountains. The peaks...
View ArticleRejection Haikus, or Yeah, I Could Be a Mime
The original post by Natalie DeYoung can be found at Rejection Haikus, or Yeah, I Could Be a Mime I am not good at taking rejection. It’s one reason why I never asked anybody out in high school (or...
View ArticleSimilarities
The original post by Natalie DeYoung can be found at Similarities As she stares out the window, enraptured by chirping teases, Her tail swishing against the sill with absent brushing flicks, So I gaze...
View ArticleThings I’ve Been Doing Instead of Blogging
The original post by Natalie DeYoung can be found at Things I’ve Been Doing Instead of Blogging I get anxious if I don’t write anything on this space for too long. It probably has to do with my...
View ArticleUne Serviette and Other Words
The original post by Natalie DeYoung can be found at Une Serviette and Other Words Running out of tissue while in a foreign country is exactly my sort of predicament. I had been walking around the...
View ArticleBaking on a Friday Night
The original post by Natalie DeYoung can be found at Baking on a Friday Night I don’t know if I’ve told you this, but when I’m stressed out, I bake. Sometimes cookies or bread, but more often than not,...
View ArticleI Would Change My Name
The original post by Natalie DeYoung can be found at I Would Change My Name I was starting to realize I always notice smells. This room smelled of bureaucratic dust and the yeasty, lingeringly angry...
View ArticleA Homeowner’s Real Estate Fear
The original post by Natalie DeYoung can be found at A Homeowner’s Real Estate Fear There comes a time in the process of selling a house when every homeowner realizes he or she is an enormously...
View ArticleInto the Void
The original post by Natalie DeYoung can be found at Into the Void These four walls enclosed me So long I don’t remember Sunshine or moonlight Or much beyond broken promises No one made me And painted...
View ArticleNot Waving But Drowning
The original post by Natalie DeYoung can be found at Not Waving But Drowning Walking usually boosts my mood, but today the walk is a mistake. My forehead glistens with sweat and my skin feels like a...
View ArticleMy Writing Process: Finding a Room of My Own
The original post by Natalie DeYoung can be found at My Writing Process: Finding a Room of My Own You know that thing that’s going around the Internet? You know which one I’m talking about. No, not the...
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