Category Archives: Sads

Things Fall Apart, the Centre Cannot Hold

Posted on September 15, 2015 by erineph

People deploy this line in Yeats’ poem “The Second Coming” in broad strokes. It could mean a lot of things, could refer to just about anything, as long as that thing is coming apart. And because it is only a … Continue reading →

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A Cup of Tea

Posted on July 22, 2015 by erineph

Okay, first thing’s first. I wrote a thing. It’s not an important thing or probably a very good thing, but it is grammatically-sound and from what I’ve seen of other horror writing contests, that counts for something. Second, more importantly, … Continue reading →

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No Touchy

Posted on July 12, 2015 by erineph

It’s been a weird week. Everything started out okay, I guess, but after a few nights of little or fractured sleep and an unexpected nosedive in mood (partially thanks to a Cowboy Junkies song playing on Pandora that holds no … Continue reading →

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New Words

Posted on May 10, 2015 by erineph

This Mother’s Day, I’m thinking not so much of my own mother, but of my grandmother, my last grandparent, who recently passed away. It’s fine, it’s fine; it was a long time coming, and (sorry?) a bit of a relief … Continue reading →

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Swallow This

Posted on December 7, 2014 by erineph

So. I started a food blog. It’s here if you feel like reading it, and currently, I’m giving it a little more time and effort than I’m spending on this platform. The reasons for this are twofold, really. One, while … Continue reading →

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Seattle Autumn and the Irish Exit

Posted on November 1, 2014 by erineph

Since I started writing less, I’ve realized that previously, I’d been seeing almost everything through a certain lens. That lens forced me to experience almost every situation as though it was a potential story to write. While I don’t necessarily … Continue reading →

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Ride or Die

Posted on October 18, 2014 by erineph

Sometime around May 6th, 2002, I was sitting in my living room in Virginia when I heard my husband walking up the stairs to the apartment. He’d gone out about 40 minutes before to buy my birthday present. I had … Continue reading →

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What St. Louis Means for People Who Have Suddenly Decided to Care

Posted on August 16, 2014 by erineph

I’m still struggling to get used to my new schedule. While I don’t have trouble actually waking up, it is difficult to get home from work and feel like doing anything other than sleeping, which could explain why I’ve cooked … Continue reading →

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To Die Would Be a Grand Adventure

Posted on August 11, 2014 by erineph

I had my first day of work at my new job today. Actually it was more of a half day, but considering that I woke up early, showered, and managed to look like a reasonable person before catching the bus … Continue reading →

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The Captain of My Burden

Posted on September 28, 2013 by erineph

I got stuck in traffic on my way home Thursday night, and by “way home” I mean “in the general direction of home,” because my normally 30-minute commute took two fucking hours and about one hour of that was me … Continue reading →

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