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Cliche (prose)

I woke up today and realized. I feel exactly like they said I would. I think I should feel differently than I do. I figured I'd be farther along than I am. I thought I'd feel more....settled. They were all... Continue Reading →

A List (poem)

The half-written poem. The half read book. The song left on pause. The bed rumpled on one side. The violin lessons started. The fall recital held but never the spring. A list of things begun and left undone. A list... Continue Reading →

The Beholder (micropoem)

"Nearly everything we are taught is false except how to read” ~ Jim Harrison from Songs of Unreason If seeing is beholding, what do you see? If beauty is in the eye of the beholder, what do you see? If... Continue Reading →

Brave Enough to Love (prose)

Be brave enough to love. To love freely and without restraint, To love with integrity, To love with a urgent sense of transparency. Knowing, that in your honesty Love can grow freely. Be brave enough to love someone more than... Continue Reading →

I Wish Life Were Like This…

I wish that life was like this: I'd be walking down the road of life and reach a crossroads. Great! I have to make a decision; I look to my left, then my right, perhaps straight ahead. I'd say to... Continue Reading →

How to Love (prose)

If I were a man Walking in your shoes, This is what I would do. I'd make sure my woman knew she was loved. In some way, everyday, I'd show it. Tell her I love her smile How she dresses... Continue Reading →

Journal: Marriage and the Ever After

So I'm up late listening to one of my favorite artists Mali Music and a song from his second album called "Heavy Love". Great song. Its all about finding love and making that thing last for the rest of your... Continue Reading →

Insecure (prose)

I dread the idea of people preferring your company to mine. The idea that presented with the choice, My friends would choose you over me. I hate how situations like this expose my flaws, Those defects of character I'd prefer... Continue Reading →

Stay (microfiction)

She watched as he walked through her doorway and walked slowly towards the waiting cab. He turned and waved. A half-smile playing from his lips. He got in the cab and was gone. She would see him soon. She knew... Continue Reading →

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