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Clever

If and whenever, thinking herself endowed with clever, discovering the truth was more bitter than lies, the threadbare she owned was but rusted metal, the sword she was impaled upon. What they didn’t know, what her mind outside didn’t show, … Continue reading

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Compression

The day came, the news came, her destination broken, the road made hollow too soon. Compression, contraction, a heart stopped, each thought an ache inside. Emptiness swept aside loneliness, his place forever absent, a lifeline detached. Wandering nights, ghostly eyes … Continue reading

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IF

IF. One word, two letters. It appears in multiple well known phrases, but two, poles apart, have impacted my life the most. One phrase looks back, the other forward. One phrase would pull my life apart if I allowed it. … Continue reading

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Focus on the Now

Cross-legged on the floor, she clung to composure, a chaotic wind wanting to tear her world apart, carry her away. “Focus on the present, focus on the now.” The words burst forth, words once learned, words surfacing when she needed … Continue reading

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Never Again

She believed in her own heart. They suppressed it. She believed in her own thoughts. They suppressed those too. She believed in her aspirations. They dismantled them. She believed in her freedom. They dismantled that too. She believed in her … Continue reading

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Determined Hope

To paraphrase the legendary Tina Turner, “What’s hope got to do with it?” Everything. Life experience has taught me that. In some circles, hope is simply optimism, a belief in a positive outcome. My view is a certainty that, if … Continue reading

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Demi Love

a hand the hand beckoning whispering promising a romance of the mind a love that’d touch her inside a breath her breath each inhale shallow airy exhaling wanting more wanting love that would touch her mind a touch the touch … Continue reading

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Butterfly Spit

Oh, drat, what was that, that, that that just spat? Aw, shit, it’s butterfly spit. Eek, the dread, it was on her head. What a wacky notion to gain attention, supposing beautiful bugs could be brutish thugs. Their time in … Continue reading

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The Expected Flipped on Its Head

I’m doing Camp NaNoWriMo, but I’m not drafting. Instead, I’m adapting it for editing. The last thing I need is to draft more books right now. I’ve also learned my lesson, that I dislike drafting when it’s hot. Except, it … Continue reading

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Captured

She cast smoke on fire, music playing in the trees, the memory she sought to capture touching her lips beneath the leaves. She danced in a meadow empty, her steps inspiration, the moment recaptured never straying from imagination. She stopped … Continue reading

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