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May She Always…

May she always… believe in the magicof Christmaschasing butterfliesand shoestring French fries. continue learningabout the worldand historyand herself. know the joy of playingas she growsin loveand life. recognize she is never too oldfor pigtailsrainbow sprinklesand splashing in mud puddles. And … Continue reading

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Linger…

my darling, linger… just before you kiss me lips centimeters from mine on the edge of paradise linger… when your roaming hands explore every mound and valley awakening mother earth before you bust open the dam linger… in the aftermath … Continue reading

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Sinister Eyes

You took the knife, stabbing my heart. You bruised my skin, you left your mark. Yet, here you come with your sinister eyes. As if some new man, you’re the devil in disguise. You expect me to bend and to … Continue reading

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With Nothing of Note

I believe there is sunshinein remembering these moments with nothing of noteexcept time, and laughter, and life shared.My head thrown back,dark curls caressing my shoulders,and laughter bellowing from the depths of my soul. ∗∗∗ Traveling down I-68with tears of joystreaming … Continue reading

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I took the Trash Out to the Curb and Contemplated Life

and worried… what if the sun dies?and I thought about Maine,and how as a child, I used to tell my mother“One day, I’m going to be Stephen King’s neighbor.”my imagination carrying me as the sun shone through the trees, just … Continue reading

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Solitary Moments

At the end of my days when my soul is tired and searching for the solitary moments that left their stain on the chapters of my life I will remember the sounds of laughter the summer wind kissing my skin … Continue reading

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Pieces of Me

I am made up of all the places I’ve been, lessons I’ve learned, and stories that have yet to be told. I am stitched together by song lyrics, classic books, and strong coffee. I have soil that smells like heaven … Continue reading

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Light Patterns

she can sing.it’s a little known factonly those closest to herknow. she does not liketo find herself in the center of attention,save for certain celebrations, and certain company.still, if people knew she could sing, they would ask her to, and … Continue reading

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Comfort Food

Comfort food is at its best when shared with love and laughter. When generations are sat around the table, passing serving spoons, and wine, and stories. Some new, some heard time and time again, but they never grow old. An … Continue reading

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Ode to a Crab Cake

I can comprehend why Neruda wrote odes to onions, and the hands of loved ones working, molding, crafting, and fish in a market…It’s easy to write about the beautiful things, or difficult, depending on what the heart can carry…All I … Continue reading

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