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more chalice, less blade
maybe all i ever needed was to let life come to me to stop trying so hard to wait and listen to be a bowl to be filled more chalice less blade i like being filled up i like being soft
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mommy love
Today, when she was telling me how hard things are, I just listened and listened some more with my ears and my heart. I was quiet. Then I told her, “I hear you. This is hard. I love you. I just love you so much.” And she was quiet. Then she cried. And something deep…
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a haiku of closure
the world, awash in moonlight. just one month later, you seem like a distant dream
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life is precious [or hold on to innocence]
When I was a child, I used to explore in the forest. Sometimes, I would run across a car with smashed windows. I would pick up the little pieces and keep them in my pockets like treasure. They were treasure to me. Earlier this week, I took the picture above in a parking lot where…
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playdate haiku
red lint in my hair googleplex hours of talking a bruise on my lip
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the banquet of me
I wonder how many women have written or thought, “I am not a side dish, an appetizer, or dessert. I am an entree.” I am not a glass of wine to savor after a night out with your boys. I am not a piece of cake to eat while your wife is sleeping in your…
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