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amazing adult life daydreams | lainey writes letters
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May 15, 2011. Amazing adult life daydreams. Filed under: creative non-fiction. 8212; uccloud9 @ 11:18 am. Now I wake up with him by my side. Legs tangled, blanket stolen, bedhead sharing future husband who doesn’t mind that I’m keeping my own name. The person who doesn’t mind that I fart in my sleep and most importantly doesn’t mind that I fart in my sleep on. Leave a Comment ». Feed for comments on this post. Leave a Reply Cancel reply. Enter your comment here. Address never made public).
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‘SC Class of 2011 | lainey writes letters
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May 12, 2011. 8216;SC Class of 2011. Filed under: creative non-fiction. 8212; uccloud9 @ 10:50 am. 8220;April 26th, 1992, there was a riot on the streets tell me where were you? Another lifetime ago I used to do workshops on Asian Pacific American history. I worked from a timeline, engaged undergraduate students to discuss what those moments in time meant to us as Asian Americans. When I got to April 26th, 1992 I asked, “Who can remember what happened on this date? What The. Fuck. Leave a Comment ».
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they don’t have conversations | lainey writes letters
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May 18, 2011. They don’t have conversations. Filed under: bad poetry. 8212; uccloud9 @ 10:16 am. They don’t talk. They fight. It’s who they are. The stereotype of their ethnic group in the Philippines. Simple conversations turn into all out brawls on the telephone. The idea of having a conversation makes her head turn because it turns into a verbal sparring match. No one talks. No one listens. It’s all fighting. This is why she doesn’t have conversations about real things with her parents.
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Ladies of Vogue | lainey writes letters
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May 31, 2011. Filed under: flash fiction. 8212; uccloud9 @ 4:12 pm. 8220;You smell like seaweed.”. The smell of coffee snaps my neuroses awake. 8220;so…”. The ocean is so far away from the couch my face is buried in. 8220;The least you could do is not get sand in between the cushions.”. The cable box reads 12:12 pm. 8220;It’s my couch Stace. It doesn’t bother me.”. Her annoyance fills the air. 8220;What do you want Stacey? 8220;You should hang out with me and the girls. Paula mentioned you should com...
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saturday morning breakfast | lainey writes letters
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May 10, 2011. Filed under: flash fiction. 8212; uccloud9 @ 2:30 pm. Don’t change the channel ha! We’re watching the news.” Her mother yelled from the kitchen. The woman hadn’t even seen her grab the remote and she knew to nag her. 8220;But Mama, it’s SATURDAY! 8221; She said with a pout. An unfamiliar hand found her cheek and gave it a pinch. “What do you want to watch? 8221; Her face lit up. We’re going to show Lola Taling the garden. You know the one with all the pretty roses.” They...8220;I have to ha...
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lainey writes letters | letters to the ones i love, like, and then some | Page 2
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May 9, 2011. Filed under: flash fiction. 8212; uccloud9 @ 11:01 am. Heavy eyelids and head nods find her succumbing to slumber. She gets up, stretches before walking the short distance to the bedroom. 8220;Where are you going? 8221; He asks worriedly as he takes a break from staring at online ads. 8220;Bed. I’m sleepy…” She looses her footing and stumbles towards the couch they were just sharing. “See. Time for bed.”. 8220;Before you go to sleep can you come with me to get my laundry? 8221; Her eyes catc...
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Crushed | lainey writes letters
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June 1, 2011. Filed under: flash fiction. 8212; uccloud9 @ 3:01 pm. 8220;So it seems like you and my brother hit it off.” Paula’s tine sounded like the beginnings of an interrogation. 8220;Uh. Ok.” I don’t really know how to respond that. 8221; I don’t even hide my relief at seeing him. 8220;We ran into Dave at the arcade and he told us that you were here. I was surprised to find out you were hanging out with L.O.V. What’s up with that? I just see Dawn.” A french fry leaves my hand and lands on...8220;GR...
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keeping time | lainey writes letters
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May 11, 2011. 8212; uccloud9 @ 3:28 pm. Once I kept time through what was on television. The Andy Griffith show was on at 8am. I Love Lucy started 9am. Sesame Street at 10am. My grandmother took over the tv at 11, when it the channel was left on ABC and she got her fill of the news and soaps. Loving at 11am. Local news at 11:30am. All My Children at 12pm. One Life to Live at 1pm. General Hospital at 2pm. Oprah at 3pm. Afternoon news at 4pm. My cries of “You were sleeping Lola! I miss her. A lot. ...Enter...
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Dear Edren…again, | lainey writes letters
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May 31, 2011. Dear Edren…again,. 8212; uccloud9 @ 2:13 pm. I wrote this letter over memorial weekend with the intent to publish when I came home. Missed that chance to publish it then, so I’ll do it now. This city that you could never call home is owed a large thank you. Why? Because it is the impetus for your short story. Well that and the lady who inspired “Shelby.”. And as I people watch I see a couple take wedding photos I can’t help but wonder, “Is that her? Is she the one that inspired this story?