Seventh Grade

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'''Seventh Grade''' is a [[memoir zine]] by [[Naomi Oceans]], written in 2007. The autobiographical story reflects on events and emotions over the period of a school year. It includes poems and copies of journal pages with sketches from that time, as well as quotes directly from Naomi's diary. It is a personal look into puberty, self realizations and emotional growth.
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'''Seventh Grade''' is a [[memoir zine]] by Naomi Oceans, a pen name for [[Marina]], and was written in 2007, and published in Berkeley, California, USA. The autobiographical story reflects on events and emotions over the period of a school year. It includes poems and copies of journal pages with sketches from that time, as well as quotes directly from Naomi's diary. It is a personal look into puberty, self realizations and emotional growth.
It's a story about first kisses, about blue-haired friends, silence, and local suicides.
It's a story about first kisses, about blue-haired friends, silence, and local suicides.
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== Excerpt ==
== Excerpt ==
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[[Image:Seventh.jpg|frame]]<tt>Skip forward almost a year: I was in a hospital gown, in a bleach smelling blanket, in a white room, in the psych ward, in the middle of an early October night.  The large, plastic wrapped sponge that was meant for a mattress crinkled when I moved and I was afraid of waking the stranger, named Alice, who was now my roommate.
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[[Image:Seventh.jpg|frame|a page from the journal]]<small><tt>Skip forward almost a year: I was in a hospital gown, in a bleach smelling blanket, in a white room, in the psych ward, in the middle of an early October night.  The large, plastic wrapped sponge that was meant for a mattress crinkled when I moved and I was afraid of waking the stranger, named Alice, who was now my roommate.
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I was there because I hadn’t spoken in over two days. Because I refused to eat and my parents found food hidden all over my room (some chewed for flavor then spit out into ziplocs). I was there because when I was three my mom had explained the intricate scars on her wrists and she now saw my shallow rows of red. Because I was born two days after Kurt Cobain and a Pisces. I was there because I hadn’t been going to school because I couldn’t stop the tears for more than half an hour because I was dissolving because I needed to feel control because cutting had lost its power because I had no excuse to be ''this'' sad.
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I was there because I hadn’t spoken in over two days. Because I refused to eat and my parents found food hidden all over my room (some chewed for flavor then spit out into ziplocs). I was there because when I was three my mom had explained the intricate scars on her wrists and she now saw my shallow rows of red. Because I was born two days after Kurt Cobain and a Pisces. I was there because I hadn’t been going to school because I couldn’t stop the tears for more than half an hour because I was dissolving because I needed to feel control because cutting had lost its power because I had no excuse to be ''this'' sad.</tt></small>
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== See Also ==
== See Also ==
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== External Links ==
== External Links ==
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[http://www.myspace.com/theabsinthefaery/ The Absinthe Faery]
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[http://www.myspace.com/theabsinthefaery The Absinthe Faery]
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[http://www.myspace.com/littlebigfootdistro Little Big Foot Distro]
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[http://www.myspace.com/littlebigfootdistro/ Little Big Foot Distro]
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[[Category:Zine]] [[Category:California Zines]] [[Category:2000's publications]][[Category:Perzine]][[category:Zines from the U.S.A.]]

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Seventh Grade is a memoir zine by Naomi Oceans, a pen name for Marina, and was written in 2007, and published in Berkeley, California, USA. The autobiographical story reflects on events and emotions over the period of a school year. It includes poems and copies of journal pages with sketches from that time, as well as quotes directly from Naomi's diary. It is a personal look into puberty, self realizations and emotional growth.

It's a story about first kisses, about blue-haired friends, silence, and local suicides.


Excerpt

a page from the journal
a page from the journal
Skip forward almost a year: I was in a hospital gown, in a bleach smelling blanket, in a white room, in the psych ward, in the middle of an early October night. The large, plastic wrapped sponge that was meant for a mattress crinkled when I moved and I was afraid of waking the stranger, named Alice, who was now my roommate.


I was there because I hadn’t spoken in over two days. Because I refused to eat and my parents found food hidden all over my room (some chewed for flavor then spit out into ziplocs). I was there because when I was three my mom had explained the intricate scars on her wrists and she now saw my shallow rows of red. Because I was born two days after Kurt Cobain and a Pisces. I was there because I hadn’t been going to school because I couldn’t stop the tears for more than half an hour because I was dissolving because I needed to feel control because cutting had lost its power because I had no excuse to be this sad.

See Also

The Absinthe Faery

Marina


External Links

The Absinthe Faery

Little Big Foot Distro

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