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The Good Luck
Focus on the good luck The rocket lands in the ocean By sheer luck nothing catches on fire this weekend, We are healthy- alive- under quiet dry skies, Birds chirp,… Read more
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Liberation
Liberation Coffee; 12:21 Friday afternoon. Cold November night made way for a sunny day. First day able to be in my studio in a while. I stand an empty apple… Read more
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Life Moves On, and I’m hanging onto its coat tail.
Cold November hands. Dancing in the grocery store. Jack and I bob our heads to Earth wind and fire. People looked annoyed. I’m just acting out, I’m in the fuck… Read more
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Process of Greif
Process of Grief. “I feel so depressed” I say to myself. “I’m so tired” I say as I yawn a big mouth yawn. Trying to exercise, to eat, to stay… Read more
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Goodbye Facebook, Goodbye Nextdoor
I watch as Fiona takes Pink Bear to the diaper changing table; she first puts down a soft cloth, she wipes his bottom, telling me he has a poop, she’s… Read more
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Bleeding Heart Liberals across the WORLD UNITE!!!!
I am freaking out right now. I mean freaking out. The American government is being taken over by extreme right wing politicians. Not just Federally, but there are 31 Republican… Read more
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Keep a Watchful Eye
Heavy Shit. I let my boobs bounce free today and wore my Hilary Button on my shirt. I cried talking about the election and had a strange encounter with a… Read more
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Someday the World will be Showered with LOVE and COMPASSION
Good Morning. It is November 9, 2016, the day after the US Presidential Election. The unthinkable happened, the unimaginable, Donald Trump won the election. It is a sad day for… Read more
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under a heavy pile of dirty laundry
Sick again. Then better. Then sick. Then better. A roller-coaster. Non-stop dishes; complaining re-wires the mind, it makes you more prone to anxiety and depression, I read this on-line. The… Read more
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Morning Dark Sky -OPTIMISM in the air
I feel optimistic today, I feel a change coming, a collective shift in our shared conciousness. All week I’ve been scared shitless about Donald Trump and his followers. The racists… Read more
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Naked Painting, Ritualistic October Chant
I can’t remember why we were naked, maybe it was after I had given Jack and Fiona their bath? I had a sports bra on, we were practicing jump roping,… Read more
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