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another sideways day

That day is coming; that one I’ve always dreaded. It was cute at first. Flowers and chocolate and lacy froo-froo cards found their way into my h..

something I've been fumbling with for a while . . . not sure it's any closer than it was

My white dress hanging limp under the blaze of the afternoon sun. I wait for the one who will show me the way, who will take my hand and lead me ..

one of the first poems I wrote, one of the handful I brought with me to the cafe, dusted it off and brought it back cause of something I just read

for Sahar

Gazing at the frozen lake today, noticing one lonely, rushing stream when the rest of the water was solid unmoving-- it occurred to me that..