sweet sacrifice
i gave you up for Lent
then realized
i was never Catholic
and you were never mine
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I stand near the edge of a cliff and feel the muscles between my thighs weaken in this moment something in me rejoices I cut my skin and watch the blood slowly trickle reveling in the smell of it, the redness of it the LIFE of it drinking in the sight of moonlight on freshly…
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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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"Massive" for Photo Friday
This is not my finest photo but it cracks me up. I hope it brings a smile to your face. 🙂 This was part of a photoshoot I did with my daughter, Alexandra.
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true freedom
One Song by Rumi Every war and every conflict between human beings has happened because of some disagreement about names. It is such an unnecessary foolishness, because just beyond the arguing there is a long table of companionship set and waiting for us to sit down. What is praised is one, so the praise is…
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i have a dream | visualize a new reality
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Plum Blossoms in Sepia I remember looking at the…
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