Aurora Magazine 2011

“Flakes II” Margy Frazier, Campus 2014

I guess I always knew deep inside that he was a flake. I remember the morn¬ing so clearly – Sitting at the kitchen table (then our kitchen table) Pouring my cheerios into my glass bowl. But he scoffed at my cereal choice, And pulled out a box of cornflakes – for himself. Then he kissed me (on the nose) And promised he’d never leave me, ever.

The next morning, he was gone. The cornflakes were still there, though.

Diet Dianne Matthews, WED 2013

Too many thoughts about the size of my thighs! So I gave up potatoes. And chocolate. And wine. And now I have broccoli. And turnips. And water. And I no longer think about the size of my thighs. I think about potatoes. And chocolate. And wine.

Math Phobic ElleenT. Vera, WED 2011

Math Anxiety Still at forty-nine years old I am no Einstein

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