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Lauren Yates
Poet. INFJ. Quiche whisperer. Leo.
23 / F / Philadelphia

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Last Sunday, I had the pleasure of seeing Gillian Robespierre’s film Obvious Child with my friends Melissa and Cortney. Neither of them had heard of the film, and I struggled a little when trying to think of how to describe it. One of my pitches was Bridesmaidswith a conscience. You have a strong, comedic female lead whose life seems to explode on itself all at once. As well as some toilet humor.…

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For me, 2014 has been a year of unlearning. It has been an opportunity for me to figure out what my own values are, regardless of the values I grew up with. Something I’ve been thinking about a lot lately is marriage. I have no plans to get married any time soon, and I don’t know if I ever want to.

I’ve been watching Mad Men, which is set in the 1960s,all the way through for the first time. Its…

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I am a firm believer that paying for experiences is more worthwhile than paying for physical objects. I’m much more likely to spend money on a concert or a good meal than on designer clothes. When I was younger, my mom always gave me money for souvenirs, particularly concert T-shirts. For a while, I had T-shirts from every concert I went to. The Blue Man Group. The Black Eyed Peas. I would wear…

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The Release of All Hope for a Better Past

There is a short list of people I have tried to forgive, but just can’t bring myself to do it. I keep going back to the quote from Buddy Wakefield’s poem Hurling Crowbirds at Mockingbars– “Forgiveness is the release of all hope for a better past.” I think the striking thing about this quote is that it doesn’t say anything about the people who wronged you deservingforgiveness. In this case,…

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"She says I need a man with morals and ambition / Still shudder at the idea of that old tradition."

Quite a few people have asked me about posting some of the poems from Draining the Apology Jar. Here’s a brief sample of what the collection is like.

“Adult” Is a Loose Term

At the pediatric dentist, your knees come up
to your breasts in the waiting room chair.
You pick your face off the floor when a seven-
year-old hogs Ms. Pacman, and doesn’t even
use the warp tunnels. He probably thinks the

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Draining the Apology Jar

Since earlier this year, I have been trying to write a memoir. Part of me resisted the idea because I am still young, and my life has been, arguably, uneventful. I wondered how much of me wanting to tell my story had to do with handing my story over to the greater good, and how much of it was good old narcissism.

I have some things written up on Google Docs that vaguely represent chapters, but…

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On Dating a Male Feminist

At this point in my life, I have had 3 boyfriends. The first tried to sexually assault me and coerce me into sleeping with him, then wrote me off as a tease when I said no. The third threatened me with physical violence, saying he would choke me and throw me down a flight of stairs. Boyfriends #1 and #3 were aggressive and manly according to the stereotypical definition. But not Boyfriend #2.


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Why Isn’t OKCupid More Queer-Friendly?

I know that I’ve posted about my grievances with OKCupid in the past. A year later and none of these things have changed. To be fair, most of those issues had more to do with the people on the web site rather than the interface of the web site itself. This time around, I have to say that I’m less than impressed with the actual web site.

I’ve been off and on OKCupid for about 3 years at this…

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There are days when I wake up and have no idea how I am still alive. Today is one of those days. For the past week, it’s taken a lot of extra effort to get up, get dressed, and walk out the door. When I was in college and would get in moods like this, I would just skip class. But now that I am an adult in the real world, I have to go to work. I can’t just not show up to work, or else I will get…

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