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a healthy purge of emotions
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I stared into the fiery green eyes of
the man and my body instantly responded: my palms grew sweaty, pulse quickened,
and his earthy scent provo..
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Six months earlier... “Tell me the definition of a noun, class.” I stood and scanned the curious faces of my third graders. Russell, one o..
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I locked and secured the door to my classroom, then sighed. Vince engaged to Regina? We'd broken up a little over three years ago, when I came home an..
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My cell rang the instant I unlocked my apartment door. I wrestled through the many bags I carried to find it. “Sinclair.” “Hello, Ms..
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“He was just sitting there all alone? In the cold?” Tamara dramatically inquired. I nodded, finishing off the events of my day. “Yep..
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Good
morning sweet flower…
Why are
you hiding?
As nature
renders you
Sweetly
singing
You fail
to realize
Something
s..
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I’ve
never been a believer of serendipity, but the story of my and Walker’s
relationship can only be based on that concept. Flash back t..
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I
could feel the temperature rising not around me, but inside. My chest felt that
all too familiar ache as did my gut, craving for release. Even..
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