Tag Archives: prose

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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Dull Edges

You’re asking me what I want for dinnerand I’m telling you how I never feel like I’m good enough You’re handing me a paper from the doctorand I’m handing you the poems I wrote when I was twenty-one and believed … Continue reading

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You and I

We must stop the haunting ways we think and dust the cobwebs of doubt away. We must fight the demons that whisper we are not good enough for each other, my love. I cannot speak for you, but, you spend … Continue reading

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Nothing Gold Ever Stays

I am taken with my skin when concealed by the thinnest cloth and bathed in sunlight when I stand still long enough to watch the light make love to the dark I feel the most understood – for that juxtaposition … Continue reading

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Wrapped Up in You

sometimes i sit at this window and stare at this tree and think of the life it might have known – the nurturing of a man’s hands who planted its seed and cared for it. its roots growing and wrapping … Continue reading

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On The Eve Of Turning 36

I have been thinking of you – the seed I never sowed the bun I never baked. I feel it – the eleventh month of my body and the calendar. Tomorrow will be my birthday. My spring is gone and … Continue reading

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If I Could Go Back In Time

i would travel to fifteen and tell her to hold her head high to not compare herself to other girls now or at thirty-five for we are not the kind of beautiful that turns heads or steals breaths we are … Continue reading

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Where Do I Go From Here?

It’s not the darkness that haunts me nor is it the fear of the unknown It is this feeling of being lost the wandering the now that I don’t like.   I am deep in the woods and the branches … Continue reading

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In These Times

Sometimes I stop and stare at rock formations and gaze in wonder at how they once lived beneath the ocean. We are all currently standing between two rocks where the grass grows uphill and before us lies a revolutionary path … Continue reading

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Speechless

Last night while walking through my dining room the view outside my window stopped me in my tracks. Still wet from my bath and not dressed enough to go outside – I stood frozen in wonder trying to think of … Continue reading

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