• laurapacker commented on the post, pits 6 years, 11 months ago

    He never considered the consequences, did he. On no, he’d just go right along, not looking, not thinking and then bam! something else would happen and he’d whine whine complain and deny his own responsibility. It […]

  • laurapacker commented on the post, treaty 6 years, 11 months ago

    The silence felt like a treaty in my house. When my mother and brother stopped fighting the rest of us just waited to see who would break it first, who would offer poisoned hope and help that the other was too […]

  • I always wanted to be a reporter, to wear a cool hat with a press pass that would get me in anywhere, to have ink stained fingers and an incisive eye. I think I was ruined by seeing all the presidents men too […]

  • I love architecture, the way it tells me the story of a place, it’s ebb and flow. Can it afford design flourishes or is it all austerity and straight lines? Are we romanticizing poverty or wealth? Where we live […]

  • laurapacker commented on the post, lodge 7 years ago

    I’d like to lodge a complaint.

    His voice was thick and hairy, unused.

    I’d like to lodge a complaint against this establishment and the poor service I’ve received.

    He looked as neglected as he sounded, […]

  • laurapacker commented on the post, backspace 7 years ago

    I wish I had a backspace bar for my life. Just a moment or two, I could take back when I say something stupid or do something mindless. It would be so nice, wouldn’t it, if I could just tap a key and there! I’d […]

  • laurapacker commented on the post, insect 7 years ago

    I don’t know what, but I have a fascination with the slow movement of insects. Their skittering rhythm, the beat of their antennae, the hopeful start and stop of their pace. Not the flying ones, they get too […]

  • laurapacker commented on the post, separate 7 years ago

    The recipe said to separate the white from the yolk but she wasn’t careful and the last one broke, shattered yellow into the clear albumin in the glass bowl. It wasn’t worth it. She poured the mess down the sink. […]

  • laurapacker commented on the post, hallowed 7 years ago

    Oh, these hallowed grounds, these sacred steps these never to be repeated actions.
    The myths we make of our ancestors, the boys in blue, our values and forefathers and those who were only human but now, oh now […]

  • laurapacker commented on the post, alibi 7 years ago

    I have no alibi nor do I want one. My confession must stand as an article of belief, of integrity, of action. You who strive to hide behind excuses, to live your lives through a lens and a mask, are not my kin. […]

  • laurapacker commented on the post, poster 7 years ago

    She runs all over town for this job and it certainly doesn’t pay well.Putting up these stupid fliers on every door, wall, telephone pole and window she can, without getting arrested of course., The job call in […]

  • laurapacker commented on the post, gladiator 7 years, 1 month ago

    I don’t care for the movie at all, nor its blood soaked spawn, spartacus. The history is fascinating, but the bromance of violence overlooks the life of slavery, of infestation, of pain and fear. Being forced to […]

  • laurapacker commented on the post, entrée 7 years, 1 month ago

    oh what a sweet little entree, my minuet my nibble my nosh. there you are abashed and shy, hiding behind leaves and silk. you think I don’t see you but oh, of course I do, and I shall court you accordingly, with a […]

  • laurapacker commented on the post, swan 7 years, 1 month ago

    She stood on the edge and considered her option. To go back was to admit failure. To go forward was a different kind of defeat. Neither option was good. She closed her eyes.

    The swan-dive was perfect and the […]

  • laurapacker commented on the post, rattle 7 years, 1 month ago

    – I am rattled. I would be lying if I said otherwise. But mostly I am angry.

    – I hear the rattle of stones under waves. All I can think of is voodoo bones.

    – Oh, lovely snake, I’m sorry i disturbed you.

  • laurapacker commented on the post, bitten 7 years, 1 month ago

    Once bitten twice shy. Once bitten twice shy. Fucking mosquitoes, I’ll show you shy. Slap!

    I wish I wasn’t out here tonight, didn’t have to hide in this god forsaken bush while I listen to everything that’s […]

  • laurapacker commented on the post, willful 7 years, 1 month ago

    I was a willful child. I twisted against my parent’s demands like a kite tethered to a tree, striving and struggling, pulling and dancing, but always held to earth by the strings of their need.

  • laurapacker commented on the post, hood 7 years, 1 month ago

    “I’ll take a little look under the hood,” he said. As he was bent over I could see his ass and thought, this is the last time, the last time he talks down to me, the last time he hits me, shames me. I slammed down […]

  • laurapacker commented on the post, attendant 7 years, 1 month ago

    All of my attendant fears swarm in and I think, “I cannot write.” My old voices and sorrows try to smother my blossoming self, they of the needle nails and poison teeth. I will not let them accompany me on this […]

  • laurapacker commented on the post, catcher 7 years, 1 month ago

    damn it! I just did this one and forgot to log in, so my rant on Catcher in the Rye disappeared… oh well. Just like Holden, I find myself believing I am different when I am not, the same hopes and fears, the […]