December 2010
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Like Working at Walmart
She heard sad things all day
long in the usual turning of phrases until it felt everything she was touching was just a neatly packaged beauty supply or a deeply discounted drug: what everyone needed: detergents and cosmetics; she scanned shells for shotguns and rounds for 22s; and while handling cheap bras and polyester socks she began to feel the flimsiness of the lives of others. That grasping...
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“Don’t take her to movies but to cemeteries
tell all about werewolf bathtubs and...”
– - “Marriage” by Gregory Corso
Hello internet.
My name is Amanda.
This is the part where I try to tell you everything about myself but I’m bad at that. So instead, bullet points!
I’m twenty. It’s a bummer.
My inner dialogue reads like a 4th grader’s writing exercise.
I write constantly, and it goes on here. <3
THE END.
