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a haiku of sorrow

ByKymberlee

death in her respledent glory

within the burgeoning spring
the wind blows fiercely
living things are wrenched apart

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don't go back to sleep

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For years, copying other people, I tried to know myself. From within, I couldn’t decide what to do. Unable to see, I heard my name being called. Then I walked outside. The breeze at dawn has secrets to tell you. Don’t go back to sleep. You must ask for what you really want. Don’t go…

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penetrate me with your turgid madness

ByKymberlee

Robins wrench worms from the softening earth, trilling songbirds pour their song into the wide sky, Narcissus flirt with vibrant skirts and a thousand shades of green dance in ardent winds. Oh Spring! Penetrate me with your turgid madness! I surrender.

The Art of Kymberlee della Luce shows how to release pain and suffering
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Release Pain and Suffering Through Embracing the Color Purple (#4)

ByKymberlee

In this episode, I talk about the energy of the Solstice, how to release pain and suffering through embracing the color purple, and pay homage to bell hooks, Prince, and my mama.

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gifts from the heart

ByKymberlee

For as long as I remember, I have loved to give people flowers, cards or a smile, make them laugh, sing them a song or just generally find ways to brighten their day. My mom has always called me her “Sunshine”. It just feels good. I am blessed with numerous people in my life who…

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imagine sovereignty

ByKymberlee

No matter the election results tonight, tomorrow the sun will rise and children will go to school. We will feed our children and come together in community to support one another. Adult men and women will fall in love and have sex as will men and men, women and women, and a variety of other…

bricolage project day 3 [alone]
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bricolage project day 3 [alone]

ByKymberlee

Alone with an Untold Story Today’s randomly chosen word is aloneĀ and comes from The Complete Collected Poems of Maya Angelou. Ā It’s interestingĀ that my random process brought this word because, despite being surrounded by people I had a false sense of feeling alone this morning, ofĀ feeling like nobody cares about me or that I have to…