When I close my eyes to dream I don’t recognize the woman I see. Her long hair flows softly with the breeze, as she stands barefoot on the beach. Not a bikini-clad, sun goddess but a free-spirited bohemian princess. Her crooked, gapped smile lights up her face as she warmly greets passersby. Not with a […]
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Reflected in his eyes: my beauty. His gaze, intense, as it softly strokes my hair, lightly kisses my lips, buries itself in the depths of my soul as it worships my breasts. I feel its caresses as it navigates my curves, explores all of me, before finding my center, craving its taste, yearning to dwell […]
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The LDS religion, of which I was a member for many years, believes that family history is important. They have one of, if not the, largest number of genealogical records in the world. But they’re not just about researching your ancestry, they also advocate that an individual write his or her history for their progeny. […]
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I was once land of the free, home of the brave. I was a pillar of strength. I welcomed and nurtured you, though none of you were my own. I brought you up to have pride, to build a legacy of hard work and innovation. Though you were all different, your love for me had […]
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Time passes as the rusting armor encasing me, protecting my wounded heart, shields us from storms. Its lock impenetrable. Then… You, a surprise. Your words earn the key. Your smile turns the lock. Your love is a light that cloaks me in warmth. But in time your light begins to blind me. The temperature rises […]
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Early morning and I sit on my favorite hill feeling the softness of the breeze on my cheek I see its quiet strength as it sways the branches on the trees and I am still I look out in the distance where I catch the sun sneak behind the clouds that softly float over the […]
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Like me, my nephew has been writing since he was very young. It’s been a while since I’ve had the opportunity to read his work, but today I found this beautiful piece. Enjoy… Just that… Walking in the rain, I’m soaked, but not in complaint… I guess I’m looking for something great in my […]
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I sit on the outside of your white picket fence watching you go about your life so normal in its appearance the husband the kids the having it all and I feel a slight pang of envy and wonder about my own picket fence would I survive within it would I be satisfied with the mundaness the […]
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How do you measure a year in the life?” ~Seasons of Love from the musical Rent 365 days since my mind shifted, since the need for something different became more important than security. 365 days since I prepared to say goodbye to the life I knew, to the people I loved, to the routine of my […]
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May 10, 2013
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