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No Reservations

A new year, a clean slate; there is real magic in the way one new day out of 365 days turns into a whole new year of possibilities.

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A Rock out at Sea

Strength, no weakness. Smile, and no tears. Shoulders back, don’t slouch. Stand tall, and proud.

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Equality, Judgement, Power.

It is astounding how when you dive into the fundamental issue under every problem, be that political or trivial, equality – or lack thereof – is at the base. Equality, Judgement, Power.

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My Tagline is a Book

“I’m like everyone else in this stupid, bloody, amazing world. I’m flawed. Impossibly so. But hopeful. I’m still me.” – The Sweet Far Thing “But the past cannot be changed, and we carry our choices with us, forward, into the … Continue reading

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Entwined

A single touch send shivers spiraling down my spine and I sigh. Sensuality is simmering in the sauna of our love and I can hardly breathe. You are a cool breeze by the sea on a hot summer day, as wanted … Continue reading

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The Great Carrier of Things

In Christianity, the butterfly is a sign of Resurrection. In Asian culture, the butterfly symbolizes a long life and love. In Native American culture, it is believed the butterfly can bring your wishes to the “great spirit.”

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The Adoption: A Limerick Memoir

I walk down a hallway within four sterile white walls of discipline. I fidget with my sleeve, aware I might achieve the very thing I came to get herein.

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What Am I If Not a Woman?

He said, ‘If you prick us, do we not bleed?’ Shakespeare wrote of Jews, but read for I plead: What am I if not human? If not flesh? I am soft sensual curves; a fine wine. Curves meant for touching, curves meant for … Continue reading

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While You Were Sleeping

While you were sleeping I dreamed you met me on the clouds We danced across the sky, and our laughter rained down. While you were sleeping I dreamed we sat on top of the moon. We swapped talk of cows … Continue reading

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Because I Have To

I’ve never been one for camouflage. I do not blend, I am not idle. My feelings flicker across my face like a slideshow for all to see.

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