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The World Offers Itself
Wild Geese by Mary Oliver You do not have to be good. You do not have to walk on your knees for a hundred miles through the desert repenting. You only have to let the soft animal of your body love what it loves. Tell me about despair, yours, and I will tell you mine….
"bloom" for Illustration Friday This is my f…
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It's Time
Violated I don’t know when it happened. I don’t know where, why or in what way. I only know that it did. I know that this memory is stuck in my body and is hurting me deeply. I am ready to remember and re-member. Just as I felt another big swell of nausea and tears…