Methadone Madness
When I pick up my methadone at the drugstore, if more than one patient is picking up their dosage of “juice”, there is almost guaranteed to be some witty banter. ...
“Yes, that was a weird thing to do…”
“…to ask me to read my IKEA bill aloud. What’s going on? What’s wrong?”, I ask my dad. 2000 miles away he sits in a dark, well-furnished but empty, tastefully...
on brevity, 2002
(I wrote this in grade 12…I remember sitting in the library with my high school “BFF” studying. She had little patience for my emotionality – both her and my math...
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