They ripple through your brain Saturate your pores Stifle your gait Pinch your nerves These little earthquakes pound your heart Break your spirit Mold your fears They cause you pause They heighten your anger They mute your buzz They make you falter These little earthquakes pound your heart […]
I stare, ponder and quiver I twitch, gnaw and flutter I cannot open the door I can’t go in to see I want to know I need to understand I have to believe I’m transfixed I’m elevated But the door remains closed Cannot turn that handle I will […]
My son is totally awesome. I’m in awe of him. I’m inspired by him. I truly am. An eight year old most assuredly can change the world. He most certainly has changed mine. The second he came into being I was a changed person. But I will not […]
Let me get one thing straight right off the bat. I am a very superstitious person. Actually, let me get two things straight right off the bat. Besides being superstitious, I also tend to completely mangle song lyrics and sayings. For instance, instead of saying “the train has […]
Some people when they write utilize an outline, are orderly writing from introduction to conclusion. I suppose I used to be that way a long time ago. I mean a long time ago. That’s how we are taught to write in school. How boring. I wrote a novel […]
I am an extremely superstitious person. My mom taught me every superstition there is and then some. She not only told me about them but she also taught me to respect them. But being a bit of an independently minded young girl, I didn’t take it all in […]
This past year of 2016 has been rough, wacky and surreal. Sometimes all three at once. Actually, almost always all three at once. Its been so odd, that I feel there must be 100 more adjectives one can use to describe this year. Is 2016, the year […]
“A Little Girl Seeks Revenge A Real Woman Moves On While Karma Does Her Dirty Work” I am one of those individuals that believes in Karma. I believe what you put out in the world comes back to you. I believe that you if treat people well, […]
Decades ago my mom would go to Coney Island with her family. They would just go to the beach and hang out. They wouldn’t go on any rides as my mom would get sick on them. They wouldn’t go into the water as she didn’t know […]
Every night, after hours of burrowing herself in the library hoping for a better life, she would cut through the cemetery. Her mom repeatedly warned her that one day the evil spirits would hijack her backpack and take hold of her soul if she kept walking that path. However, […]
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