Running on Sober

I'm not empty, just sober (and on extended hiatus)

So You Want to Quit Drinking (“Sticky Post”)

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(Even though this was written in September 2014, I keep it as a sticky post up at the top of the blog in hopes it can help others.) (the following poem contains profanity and raw imagery. it is not intended for young, nor sensitive, eyes. it is inspired by several bukowski pieces, each linked to in the footer. while bukowski, to my knowledge, never sobered up, there are few who understood […]

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Dear Someone Who Decided to Stop Drinking: a helpful post from Lisa McColgan

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I was asked earlier this week if I had any posts I could recommend to someone struggling with treatment for alcohol addiction. My first thought was my poem, “So You Want to Quit Drinking.” My second thought was a post I’d seen shortly after I began blogging: “Dear Someone Who Decided to Stop Drinking.” I looked up that post–from October 2012!?!–and it’s still as relevant today as it was then. It […]

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Reflections on Five Years of Sobriety

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I can’t remember my last drink. I know it was May 6, 2011, five years ago today. But that’s about all I know for sure. I’m pretty sure it was either one of those hard-lemonade type drinks you can buy in a can at the grocery store, or it was a few quick sips from a plastic bottle of Pinot Grigio (the cheap kind they sell in the little four packs…easy […]

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Goodbye Sandy

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Originally posted on Courtney Rundell:
I met Sandy toward the end of 7th grade at the graffiti wall where all the smokers hung out. She had porcelain skin, dyed hair, tiny feet and balls of steel. You guys get to meet her next week. You’re welcome. We were best friends for 10 years. Our addictions brought us together and then tore us apart. I watched the sparkle in her eyes fade as…

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To April, Come She Will, Again.

quote by William W. Purkey

April come she will When streams are ripe and swelled with rain; May, she will stay, Resting in my arms again. “April Come She Will” by Simon & Garfunkel *** Last year I wrote that my life had been defined by loss. I was swimming in loss; it was in my hair and eyes and in my mouth, I was swallowing it, I was becoming it. I even wore it […]

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In Weakness, Strength: Muses in Two Parts

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A little something different today. I wrote a piece on anger, in anger, just over a year ago and originally shared it at sweet Michelle’s hidden-away nest. I ended up removing it, thinking I would rework it and submit it somewhere later. But the funny thing is, it just sat there, collecting dust and venom. In moments of anger I would think on it and all the ugly twists and turns […]

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