Author Archives: Kassie Boh

Dating

Dating

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When I was fifteen I slapped a state trooper and later that day my youth service counselor grabbed my arm so tight I had to listen. I needed to be like other girls, he said, even if I had to fake it.more

Under the Bridge

Under the Bridge

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The reports would all say the same thing: that he had ventured here in violation of safety protocols. That his death, far from an accident, was the logical outcome of a cascade of mistakes, poor judgements, and bad decisions.more

Mustache

Mustache

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He lights and drags. He passes it to you. You take it and inhale. You will do anything, you realize, and this thrills you more than it scares you.more

Hard-Boiled Funeral

Hard-Boiled Funeral

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Back at the graveside, Larry was still dead. Incense burned and was wafted around, dirt got tossed in the grave.more

All the Dead Things Come Back to Haunt Me After You Leave

All the Dead Things Come Back to Haunt Me After You Leave

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You asked me three times to clean the smudge off the ceiling. I said I would but I kept forgetting. I think this is one reason. more

Home at the Stretch

Home at the Stretch

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One of my earliest memories is of my mother turning a baseball game on the radio while waiting for me to fall asleep for an afternoon nap.more

Death Stalked Him Like a Matador

Death Stalked Him Like a Matador

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I knew then what it meant, to bleed slowly from the heart.more