Tag Archives: irony

looks can be deceiving

There’s a funny sort of game that we play with our fellow survivors – those kickers of cancer ass with whom we share such powerful affinity.  It’s an endless back-and-forth of affirmation, of reminding one another of the strength and … Continue reading

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the wanting comes in waves

In a post a few weeks back, I was thinking about the injustice of a world in which people who are unable or unwilling to raise children continue to produce babies at an often-alarming rate, while people like me get totally fucked out … Continue reading

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