April 29, 2010
by Magen Toole
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I come from a place and space in time where love has become a cheapened thing. Don’t get me wrong. Love itself is fine. That’s kind of a given. I don’t think anybody with even half a brain rattling around … Continue reading
April 29, 2010
by Magen Toole
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There was no place left to bury the dead, so the dead sought no rest.
April 22, 2010
by Magen Toole
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“I love your legs.” Noam finds a way to keep the words innocent when he says it, sitting as he is in the space between Elliot’s widened knees. Putting a hand on either bony thigh now drawn up under his … Continue reading
April 19, 2010
by Magen Toole
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I have a Monday off, so I’m drinking coffee in my pajamas and listening to classic Rolling Stones. I should be looking for pictures of Karl Urban to post, since that’s kind of my Monday-morning shtick, but that can wait … Continue reading
April 14, 2010
by Magen Toole
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I sometimes have to remind myself that what I’m doing here is a life-long ordeal. It’s a marathon, not a hundred-meter dash. It’s only April and I feel like I’ve really fallen behind on my plans for the year. Yes, … Continue reading
April 9, 2010
by Magen Toole
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I’m contemplating. Sometimes it takes a while. I’m locked in the process of taking a few steps back, and trying not to stumble when I do, to take a long and hard look at my life. I’m taking deep breaths, and rearranging the jigsaw pieces to … Continue reading
April 7, 2010
by Magen Toole
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In the last week, everything’s changed. My car died and is beyond reasonable repair. It is now a lawn ornament with Swiss cheese for brakes and a bucket of rusted-out guts. I quit my job that I hated due to circumstances … Continue reading