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We’re Off

And I was standing over there, rusting for the longest time. …………………………………….– The Tin Man, The Wizard of Oz   ..  To see how far we’ve ……(cobbled) come, you have to understand: we stood there, hearts ……………(or lack) in hand … Continue reading

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Portrait of a Rogue and Rebel Heart

Shhhh , and I’ll tell you one small snapshot secret: it’s got stops and starts and a staggered, stuttered b   e   a   t. Don’t take a picture; it won’t last longer. Just stand quite still awhile ……and ……………listen.   ..

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Thrum

I took a deep breath and listened to the old brag of my heart. I am, I am, I am. – Sylvia Plath .. I am a flicker of phrase in a curious jar. Firefly waiting. I am quiet lightning, … Continue reading

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Run Four (and a Little More)

in the humidity. in the humility. in the hummm-idity of a new day. through the rainy breeze. through the whispering trees. through the raging seas of your own crazy brain. run four (and a little more) to clear your mind. … Continue reading

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HeArt Confession

  I am afraid of my own dark shadow heart. Afraid of the ways it stops and starts and stutters and strains to hear. Tired. Of its tirades and tears. Mired in the muck of its un -stuck rusted out … Continue reading

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You Can’t Buy Ruby Slippers at a Kansas Hardware Store

.. That was no ordinary twister, Mister, and Dorothy had a dream and now she’s on the hunt for just the right shade of crimson heels. Blue and white check and black MaryJanes are, at best, as country bumpkin as … Continue reading

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when the moon gives a less than subtle nudge

.. when the sky has painted on her most blatant silver smile, dipped herself in indigo silk and inked her way to forever, when all these unabashed stars are connecting the dots and lending quiet constellations to my unmapped heart, … Continue reading

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