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Continue reading →: Haikus
Poetry and Self-Hate Before I began to write this poem I knew that I would hate it Print Preview Words look beautiful but flow disappointingly in tight-knit typed rows My Laptop Clicking keys replace delicate angles of the wrist with cluttered keyboards Calligraphy Are the words still mine when they…
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Continue reading →: Math love poem
None know better than you and I the story of lovers x and y. Their meeting: the origin of all. Coordinates blushed as lines grew tall. As y stretched both up and down x spread herself the whole world round. Awaiting the dissection of infinite length x prepared each quadrant,…
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Continue reading →: Good things about graduating during a recession
When I first graduated from college, I made a bold decision that temporarily staved the broken dreams of graduating in the midst of a recession — I signed up for Americorps and moved to Louisiana to work in a public school. This experience was not, however, all flowers and songbirds,…
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Continue reading →: Dear diary, “I love Jonathan Taylor Thomas!”
The great thing about maintaining the habit of keeping a journal is that you can read back over your previous entries and laugh at what a complete idiot you happen(ed) to be. According to the inside cover of my first diary, which spanned elementary school through early jr. high, I…
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Continue reading →: The sex talk
I’ve been tutoring kids in the St. Paul public school system since about a year ago, and it’s really quite a lot of fun. Unless my students are acting particularly difficult or crazy or moody, we generally have a great time, and I consider it quite an achievement when I’m…
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Continue reading →: Women’s business casual is the worst
One of the most painful aspects of attending an event that’s remotely “business-y”, or entering the world of “professionals” is the expectation to dress business casual (I shiver, readers, as I write the words). The other day I had the opportunity to attend an event in St. Paul that was…

