Tag: Bad Mojo

  • I’m a collector, not a hoarder

    You always hear that, don’t you. When you watch those programmes with people who have seventy eight cats all living in the house with them, turding on the floor in piles taller than the coffee table. Houses where rats have eaten their way into the chesterfield and have left because the premises are too unsanitary…

  • Freedom Has Consequences

    This article is about a London, Ontario man who posted a cruel comment on the memorial site for Amanda Todd (the 15-year-old Port Coquitlam, BC girl who committed suicide last week) and who was subsequently fired from his job after a woman from Airdrie, Alberta reported his comment to his employers. While the story shows an…

  • Isthmus

    I’m sorry. I can’t do it anymore. I cannot bridge the gulf between the vast and endless ocean that is this need. Not that it’s anything I’ve ever accomplished in the past. Maybe it’s just that I thought you wanted me to. But you say you don’t know what you need. Let me tell you,…

  • Where was I?

    I saw you there, standing on the corner at rush hour. I thought you were standing with your friends from school. You were all talking, and, I thought, joking around. But then things turned. In the flash of an eye, they we swarming you, punching you. One of them held your arms and another boy…

  • Brief Lies

    This has been a fairly difficult week. All I can say is thank Christ it was really bloody nice outside. I woke up this morning to the snow sky and the yellow leaves on the lawn and I immediately felt crestfallen and very, very tired. It also occurred to me that I pissed away my…

  • Why now

    Why now? Why like this? You’ve had ample opportunity, and you’ve taken none of it. So you hid for a while behind the pseudonym, knowing only I would know who you were. Now you’re not hiding, and I wonder what’s changed with that, but only in passing. Go ahead and spit out your venom. Spew…