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Monthly Archives: April 2014. If I speak plainly, just this once. April 4, 2014. I have tried for weeks to find the poetry in my mother’s madness. I find it, then lose it, then find it again. My mother spent years buying gemstones off the television, only to hold them up to the sun in her backyard and watch them sparkle. She is not a simpleton, distracted by shine, … Continue reading →. If I speak plainly, just this once. I have stopped counting the days of 36. Day 2 of 36. Follow Blog via Email. Follow ...
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If I speak plainly, just this once. April 4, 2014. I have stopped counting the days of 36. Leave a Reply Cancel reply. Enter your comment here. Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:. Address never made public). You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. ( Log Out. You are commenting using your Twitter account. ( Log Out. You are commenting using your Facebook account. ( Log Out. You are commenting using your Google account. ( Log Out. Notify me of new comments via email. Living...
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Day 2 of 36. September 4, 2013. What if I have forgotten how to swim? Day 341 of 35. I have stopped counting the days of 36 →. Leave a Reply Cancel reply. Enter your comment here. Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:. Address never made public). You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. ( Log Out. You are commenting using your Twitter account. ( Log Out. You are commenting using your Facebook account. ( Log Out. You are commenting using your Google account. ( Log Out. An inde...
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I have stopped counting the days of 36. March 10, 2014. Between arriving and departing, the night is in its middle when he calls. The men you almost marry sound like ash on the phone, so much fire gone. I can only answer. There are no more questions between us, we speak in declarations now: That place on 4th was infested. You remember. I should say, … Continue reading →. Day 236 of 35 (Day 26 of NaPoWriMo). April 26, 2013. Day 215 of 35 (Day 5 of NaPoWriMo). April 5, 2013. Day 164 of 35. February 13, 2013.
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April 19, 2016. You had not let the bougainvillea grow untamed for those months, knowing what it would do to the stucco how it would cover the roof its fuchsia threatening the gutters every time it rains Continue reading →. November 5, 2014. I do not know how to narrate childhood: I was a small secret once tethered to a rocking womb, prone to motion sickness. Continue reading →. If I speak plainly, just this once. April 4, 2014. Day 2 of 36. September 4, 2013. Day 341 of 35. August 9, 2013. In a pile of ...
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Day 309 of 35. July 8, 2013. I miss the poetry of desire and the taste of want. Day 303 of 35. Day 341 of 35 →. Leave a Reply Cancel reply. Enter your comment here. Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:. Address never made public). You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. ( Log Out. You are commenting using your Twitter account. ( Log Out. You are commenting using your Facebook account. ( Log Out. You are commenting using your Google account. ( Log Out. Day 2 of 36. Living on...
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If I speak plainly, just this once. April 4, 2014. I have tried for weeks to find the poetry in my mother’s madness. I find it, then lose it, then find it again. My mother spent years buying gemstones off the television, only to hold them up to the sun in her backyard and watch them sparkle. She is not a simpleton, distracted by shine, … Continue reading →. I have stopped counting the days of 36. March 10, 2014. Day 341 of 35. August 9, 2013. Day 236 of 35 (Day 26 of NaPoWriMo). April 26, 2013. George Jo...
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If I speak plainly, just this once. April 4, 2014. I have tried for weeks to find the poetry in my mother’s madness. I find it, then lose it, then find it again. My mother spent years buying gemstones off the television, only to hold them up to the sun in her backyard and watch them sparkle. She is not a simpleton, distracted by shine, … Continue reading →. I have stopped counting the days of 36. March 10, 2014. Day 341 of 35. August 9, 2013. Day 236 of 35 (Day 26 of NaPoWriMo). April 26, 2013. George Jo...
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November 5, 2014. I do not know how. I was a small secret once. Tethered to a rocking womb, prone. If I speak plainly, just this once. If only →. Leave a Reply Cancel reply. Enter your comment here. Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:. Address never made public). You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. ( Log Out. You are commenting using your Twitter account. ( Log Out. You are commenting using your Facebook account. ( Log Out. Notify me of new comments via email. Tears in...
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Monthly Archives: November 2014. November 5, 2014. I do not know how to narrate childhood: I was a small secret once tethered to a rocking womb, prone to motion sickness. Continue reading →. If I speak plainly, just this once. I have stopped counting the days of 36. Day 2 of 36. Follow Blog via Email. Enter your email address to follow this blog and receive notifications of new posts by email. Join 353 other followers. Lovin' adoptin'. Broken Brain - Brilliant Mind. Lost to the Dark. Tears in the Fence.
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