sweating it out

it occurred to me today that I could die and very few people would know much about me. it came to me just now, while in the bathtub, actually. I quickly got out of the water, barely toweled off and came downstairs to write. first, I stopped at the window, still wearing only a light-blue […]

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colorful you

dear Leonardo: I miss you. I miss everything about you. I miss the color of your belly and how empty you were inside. I miss the sound you made as you drifted back and forth. I miss the way you made me feel. I wanted to explore with you and find every hidden gem you had […]

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reflections

this is what it looks like to stop for a quickie in Nashville, a city filled with surprises and gritty nooks and crannies. make it there on a blue-sky day and it’s that much better. the smell of bbq fills the streets and you’d swear that if you look up, you’d see musical notes bouncing […]

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not one more

very excited to check the mailbox this morning to find this bracelet waiting. I will wear it and tell people about it because I believe in safer communities. I am taking a stand against gun violence. I proudly join the movement to say “Not One More.” I refuse to accept the toll gun violence takes […]

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adventure time

Geneva, Switzerland my mom still teases me that I was the little girl who was nervous and scared of everything. she likes to remind me (and tell others) that I was the little girl who wouldn’t even hang from her knees, upside-down on the playset in our backyard. and yes, I was nervous about some […]

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((hugs))

through it all, she had to remind herself that she’d come a long way. and even when things weren’t as shiny and happy as she’d like them to be, she was at least still standing. and she didn’t need anyone or anything to make her feel important, loved, strong. she had to remember that. she had to keep […]

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shoot

I want to hold you in both my hands feel all your curves push all of your buttons. if you could write down all that you’ve seen what would you share what tales would you tell? your story could be of the smiles you’ve caused or loves you’ve caught, sometimes with nobody noticing.

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