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a haiku for the Feminine

ByKymberlee

oh, fragrant flower!
open yourself to me now
so that I may love you

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the plunge

ByKymberlee

This morning, during my study/prayer/meditation time, I was drawn to open Gödel, Escher, Bach, by Douglas Hofstadter, to a random page and read the first paragraph that my eyes fell upon. I often do this use books as oracles in this way. My message for the day is this: “This system–the Propositional Calculus–steps neatly from…

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imprints

ByKymberlee

imprints cut grass tattooed arms lone star carved in skin new bruise on my back your love brands my heart

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(that)

ByKymberlee

The laying in bed at midnight in the dark listening, sharing, laughing for hours. Then that quiet space in between thoughts and words where he says, “yeah…” Then exhales with a stretch. (that)

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going all the way

ByKymberlee

“If you’re going to try, go all the way. Otherwise, don’t start. This could mean losing girlfriends, wives, relatives and maybe even your mind. It could mean not eating for three or four days. It could mean freezing on a park bench. It could mean jail. It could mean derision. It could mean mockery–isolation. Isolation…

conversation from last night

ByKymberlee

Him: “Is there a reason why they gave you this car? They didn’t have a small, economical model?” Me: “I chose this one. I like power and speed.” Him: “Oh.” Me: (dropping him off at the park and ride) “Which one is yours?” Him: “The blue sensible one over there.” [insert more conversation with us…

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need redux

ByKymberlee

Yesterday, my mom told me I needed to learn to reach out more–to need more. She said, “Sometimes people want to feel needed (meaning her).  You come off as someone who doesn’t need anyone. You’ve always been that way.” I thought about what that meant and if it was true. I thought about writing this….