My father thinks he oughta kill me for having a little pride. The dirt poor working class. I got a line on that a long time ago in a magazine called The Other Side, primarily Black American, which mysteriously shut down after I sent a subscription to my father that showed a Black crucifixion scene … Continue reading Ugly Duckling Story
Author: L Magdalen Murphy
I am a mother of a handsome 29-year-old son, handsome like his father. I never knew that his father was handsome until I recently looked back on old photos. We never made eye contact. Things got worse and worse. The Lord wants us back together. This is our story...WE ARE NOW LEGALLY DIVORCED. MY SON JUST MARRIED!
now I burp
shocked by a picture of my child at age (7?) He looks like he is in a process of starvation. I just couldn't see it. It was the same when, in response, whether at that time or at another time, I panicked in desperation and started feeding him everything in sight. He got chubby and … Continue reading now I burp
Fear
I'm expunged. what do I do I am given to understand that it was done for purely political reasons. AFTER ALL THAT I HAVE BEEN THROUGH! I once heard of a place called Vanitas. When I was just 16 I visited a very old university in Boston, I didn't care for it all that well. … Continue reading Fear
A Story to Tell
Abt the Johns Hopkins University Hospital Debacle There, I met a Nigerian psych tech named Sylvester--you know, like Sylvester the Black Cat in Disney World. He looked at me with disdain as I watched an African film about violence in the culture in Africa but then for some reason he looked at me differently, I … Continue reading A Story to Tell
on the DL
a lake of fire oh my GOD Ian and I laid out on the front lawn the cops or the neighbors were coming to shoot us up the ass with machine guns. but they took me at about 3 in the morning the third time I called. They played with me like a mouse. Dumped … Continue reading on the DL
maldiagnosis
So, you who treated me like a piece of shit for my sexual issues can turn the lens back on yourselves. It was not a character issue but a diagnostic one. I got relief from the constant throbbing of a little nerve in my clit that kept me constantly irritated. Then, there was the w-m … Continue reading maldiagnosis
Re: Sometimes it takes a movie:
Re: the stalker from Pennsylvania: OBVIOUSLY this person was an angel. He was Catholic, by the way. I think, or Christian, anyway. And he was Polish. I always have trouble with Polish men, And he was of a small stature.
Sometimes it takes a movie
Abt Harvard. I married a Canadian. It created a paradigm shift in my perennial path of finding England through the international community at Harvard-Radcliffe. Similarly, I had sought England in error through Kent School. I was so young and immature that somewhere in my mind I was going to England by going there. Because I … Continue reading Sometimes it takes a movie
Kent School…
was made of stones of light.
kicked out
So, as I said in my last post, I thought--just yesterday that Harvard was trying to throw me out in the fall of '82 but just now I realized that my program that generated essays on poetry --for an introductory programming course--took their interest. I worked really, really hard on it and it was quite … Continue reading kicked out
Un.Bon.Mot 