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Crickets

I cried today when I woke from dreaming of the inside of a hug that felt like warm afternoon sunshine on bare shoulders on the first...

Self-Love Letter

An Updated Self-Portrait, February 14, 2021 Dear First and Forever Valentine, You're my absolute most favorite person in the multiverse,...

Xana

She said I am free to choose to be free I could be free like she is free, she said That I only need to let go of the rest of the world ...

But I Love

Blood At the first Blow The Impact Unnoticed until Ears ringing The soft Thud of The first droplet Crash-landing on the carpet...

The Gravity of Knowing

His new world was sprouted up from the once sweet waters, the living wellspring where all rivers begin as delicate threads and weave...

Luminous

YOU. ARE. LUMINOUS. I know, I know, some days are dark days, troubled days, bed days under blanket days. Some days are off days,...

Legend of the Shapeshifters

(Excerpt from the novel Frances Grubb by Angie Tonucci) “This,” Brigid began in barely louder than a whisper, “is the legend of our...

Elephant Ears

incredible plants, Technicolor, Emerald City green, impossible leaves, Jurassic, from before everything got so much smaller, shelter for...

Self Portrait 2017

I don’t know how to answer the hair color question for my driver’s license because like the rest of me my hair isn’t just one thing it’s...

Convalescence

The thing is, you never really know a person until after he’s dead and maybe, not even then. But you can sure tell a lot more about him...

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