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Sun-kissed Year

A month, a week, a day has barely sprung fresh and new when another month, week, day jumps the calendar queue For what reason does time run if not to make us pause; to examine our lives, pursuits, daily chores? Times asks, with a steady, ticking voice "Is this what you want, is this your… Continue reading Sun-kissed Year

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Shell-shocked In 2018

Like a snail, I'm traversing the wet lawn of lifelong self-sabotage one inch at a time. I'm heading for the Hydrangea safe-house before a boot crushes the life out of me. I've considered dyeing my hair blonde, swearing with believable aplomb, having sex with someone I hardly know (highly unlikely), smoking a joint - all… Continue reading Shell-shocked In 2018

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Mundane Miracles

Life is muddling and mundane. True? False? For me, it depends on the moon and how much sleep I've had. There are days when birdsong swells my life and then there are days when birdsong flies under the radar because I'm too busy being mundane and muddled and moony. My answer (when I'm in a… Continue reading Mundane Miracles