writing

A new day, a new life

I can’t say being a year older feels any different. Every year feels the same until you span out a bit and realize everything was different than the last. And I’m ok with that. It’s not like I expect everything to change in one day. Except for maybe the amount in my bank account… Either […]

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Thank You for Understanding

I don’t know who reads this; but thank you. When I think of writing, when I talk about writing, there’s nothing else I think I could do, would do, want to do. I’ve been faced with people who pick up the papers, give me a quizzical look, and hand it back. I don’t care for […]

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What can I say?

It’s Monday and I watch my ceiling plant droop from over or underwatering. Or is it root rot? The room temperature? Sunlight? Too much? Too little? They said it was low maintenance and still I watch it die before me. What can I say? It’s Monday and the week has begun. One week down just […]

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What are these times?

I said I’d write so here I am. And though it’s on my schedule every week, I’m writing this because I have to. Because I said I would. It’s almost 8:30PM where I am and I’m sitting at the edge of my bed waiting… for a sign. My love is on his way to the […]

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Screaming out into the void

and I remember waiting to hear a call back. Messages of are you there? and is anyone listening? echo through empty tunnels. Now I shout into the void and hear a far out call back–you’d think wasn’t human. You’d think there was someone out there. And maybe there is. I see the shadows circle around […]

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