• flowers
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    Transforms dark moments into lessons, villains into wistful masters. Her memory chases ghosts away and clears spiderwebs in my heart. She enriches my emotional rainbow from despair and rage into peace and equanimity. The joy of walking breathing smiling. My mother’s initials wrap any twist on the road to liberation, a precious gift sharing her ...
  • Bed of purple flowers
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    Pursing secrets, they lay their purple bed along the fringes of Mother Earth’s luscious lips – a cover up. Well below, in the magma of her soul, she hides the truth about our collective weight. Let’s tread softly on the ground, and keep it that way. Admire her beauty from a dignified distance. Or else… ...
  • Hore Abby
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    Ingrid forced Rionan into a bath in the back room of the longhouse and handed her a bar of soap dotted with lavender. Rionan appreciated the subtle scent as she rubbed the smooth foam into her arms and hair and listened to the bickering outside. It felt good to have soot and dirt out of ...
  • Hore Abby
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    The man who grabbed their attention was in his mid-sixties, at least, with a salt-and-pepper beard that reached his chest. He had a full mug in hand like he had just returned from the bar. Kally sniffed and nodded, “Why?” Derrick hesitated. “It’s for a project,” he hedged. “We’re college students.” The man lumbered over ...
  • Snow covered bud
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    In early spring, a bud sustains  a crown of snow.   She claims, “Look, Mother Nature, My crown is evaporating, Only you are constant.” “Look, Mother Nature, I’m here!” She exclaims.
  • A seashell
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    When I leave work and walk home to join my husband, joy replaces unsolved woes  and I’m happy. On my way back to work I carry an extra shield of love a layer of purity, to unfold hurdles with a smile knowing my husband’s hug awaits.
  • Hore Abby
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    “I prayed for you,” Rionan said. Ingrid paused, stirring the pot over the flames. It was too early for the sun to have risen more than a sliver over the horizon, and a dim shadow infused the woods around them, but the trees were already alive with birdsong and rustling leaves. Ingrid stared, unsure what ...
  • Person standing with cloth floating behind
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    It comes with a numbness that is hard to understandTriggered by anger that has morphed into hateThe rapid flow of emotions now difficult to escape The feeling of finalization has now seeped inShowing in multiple ways asThings and people shift around me Feeling trapped in a world of inconsistent promisesThat bleeds inconsideration into my spacesFilled ...
  • bird perched on post
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    Your harsh wordsinfiltrate a raw nerve. I howl You cringeand disconnect. I lick a scar on the nerve. Later I soothe that ghost of a nerve,That shred of a nothinginto wholesomeness. I invite you to connect.
  • pink flower
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    I look at the doorYou’re not there. I stare at the couch,You’re not there. Closing my eyeslistening to my heartbeat,I find yousoothing,reassuring. There’s no need to ask,When are you coming back?