Stacy Marie Lyons

After a long week of lugging my trash bag of clothes around, my umpteenth stint as a teenage runaway ended when on my call home to say I was OK, (such a lame runaway!) my mom mentioned boarding school. At this point in my high school career I was in my second month as a junior.  [...]

*Titled this because my dad always listened to Tom Petty and as little kids my brother and I thought the song ‘Into The Great Wide Open’ lyrics said: “a rabbit without a clue,” and my dad thought it was really funny. Rebellion: 1: An act of violent or open resistance to an established government or [...]

I had my first pregnancy scare when I was an eighteen year old virgin.  I named my zygote Jehovah in honor of a great,  great man.  He was a buddy of mine with a lazy eye whom was legally blind and only wore shorts.  “I’ll be married and buried in shorts,” he’d say with one eye [...]