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Messages to Relay | Paradise on Paper
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This isn't paper, and we don't necessarily write about paradise. Fingers flying over a keyboard. Like reindeer preparing for take off. Messages to relay before minds are changed. Fear is in the heart of the sender. Like a giant iceberg in the sea. Chances to be taken. Suppressing the questions she may have. Like flattened boxes for recycling. A second look at the screen. Like an athlete doing a double take. A long sigh drawn out. Like air escaping leaky tires. Send button clicked rapidly. August 15, 2015.
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What I Can’t Say | Paradise on Paper
https://paradiseonpaper.wordpress.com/2015/08/21/what-i-cant-say
This isn't paper, and we don't necessarily write about paradise. What I Can’t Say. Previously published by Barebacklit (in 2013). Why is it that the words I want to say most. The ones that should be so easy do not come. That I am afraid of picking up a pen or a phone and telling you. Two little words like you matter. Or maybe even, let’s have coffee. At night in my dreams it is so easy. But in the daylight, fear or common sense take over. And I agonize about what I want to say. But my brain won’t let it.
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Life’s Battles | Paradise on Paper
https://paradiseonpaper.wordpress.com/2015/08/01/lifes-battles
This isn't paper, and we don't necessarily write about paradise. Life has many ups and downs. Every book has two covers. Each unique like the story itself. Interpretation leaves much to be questioned. Definitions are not dictionary simple. But interchangeable and debatable. My word for love might be your word for kindness. Emotions complicated by exterior pressures. When saying what you want to say has consequences. Or a chance for rejection. When you go to speak each carefully chosen word. August 1, 2015.
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Country Girl | Paradise on Paper
https://paradiseonpaper.wordpress.com/2015/08/08/country-girl
This isn't paper, and we don't necessarily write about paradise. And a calf to feed. That’s the laughter in my life right now. It brings a smile to my face. Sometimes a tractor tire breaks. A cow escapes the fence. But we pray to God that all goes well in the end. My grandmother grows our vegetables. We play in the cornfield for fun. This simple life makes us smile. Summertime brings no vacation. We’re in the fields making hay. Tempers fly when something breaks. But in the end, it gets done. The WordPres...
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