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Weightlifter
I hear it’s easier to be me. They say that I’m very strong. Well, that’s from all the weight I’ve lifted. I promise my exercise program is not that simple. Lateral presses slightly make me cave in like...
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Lonely Therapist
Here I stand. Alone. Waiting for one to bare soul So I can feel the words move. They speak as if they have a lot to prove, And I will do my best to make sure they are understood: But what about me? The...
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Temperature Change
It is heartwarming to have someone who makes you utter the phrase, “I care.” The flame is just right and burns rather easily. But just how pleasant is that tepid temperature when care is a downgrade...
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Fool Of Me
(Editor’s Note: I wrote to another one of Ms. Ndegeocello’s songs. It was also interesting writing something I couldn’t readily relate to. I hope you enjoy.) I Remember when you filled my heart with...
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The Poem About Nothing
Confession time. I get a little sick of writing about love. My reason is because if I was so good at defining it, I would never mess it up. And I wouldn’t be removing the stitches from my...
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Ballerina
(I hadn’t posted anything in awhile. Sometimes, songs are on your heart. A freewrite inspired by this.) Look at her. So weightless, she only knows how the ground feels when preparing to leap again....
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#DidYouWriteToday? 411: When The Poem You Wrote is Lovely, But Isn’t The One...
There’s a lump in my esophagus That starts at the stomach Rises to my throat Then back A story arch of regurgitated fear That has more sequels that John McClain You know what they say about old habits...
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#DidYouWriteToday? – 420
I received an email: “I tried on your last name today. It dangled like hoop earrings. The wind wanted to carry it away But it just made me more noisy in my travels. It hurt Just a slight pinch It hurt...
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Weightlifter
I hear it’s easier to be me. They say that I’m very strong. Well, that’s from all the weight I’ve lifted. I promise my exercise program is not that simple. Lateral presses slightly make me cave in like...
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Lonely Therapist
Here I stand. Alone. Waiting for one to bare soul So I can feel the words move. They speak as if they have a lot to prove, And I will do my best to make sure they are understood: But what about me? The...
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Temperature Change
It is heartwarming to have someone who makes you utter the phrase, “I care.” The flame is just right and burns rather easily. But just how pleasant is that tepid temperature when care is a downgrade...
View ArticleClik here to view.
Fool Of Me
(Editor’s Note: I wrote to another one of Ms. Ndegeocello’s songs. It was also interesting writing something I couldn’t readily relate to. I hope you enjoy.) I Remember when you filled my heart with...
View ArticleClik here to view.
The Poem About Nothing
Confession time. I get a little sick of writing about love. My reason is because if I was so good at defining it, I would never mess it up. And I wouldn’t be removing the stitches from my...
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Ballerina
(I hadn’t posted anything in awhile. Sometimes, songs are on your heart. A freewrite inspired by this.) Look at her. So weightless, she only knows how the ground feels when preparing to leap again....
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#DidYouWriteToday? 411: When The Poem You Wrote is Lovely, But Isn’t The One...
There’s a lump in my esophagus That starts at the stomach Rises to my throat Then back A story arch of regurgitated fear That has more sequels that John McClain You know what they say about old habits...
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#DidYouWriteToday? – 420
I received an email: “I tried on your last name today. It dangled like hoop earrings. The wind wanted to carry it away But it just made me more noisy in my travels. It hurt Just a slight pinch It hurt...
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