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Fitting In

        I am done trying to figure out how to fit into to the world. Today I begin fitting the world into me. I am not lost. I felt lost. Now I am here in this place … Continue reading

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Not Exactly NaNoWriMo

Every November for the last 5 years I have attempted to write a novel. I have succeeded once. I am still struggling to put this cumbersome piece of fiction into some kind of publishable order. I sat down in front … Continue reading

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Silent Speaking

I am in the middle of a quest to listen to or read 1000 different poets. Today I found Joaquin Zihuatanejo and this amazing silent and spoken poem. “A Poem for John”  

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A Little Distance and a Lot of Focus = A Bit of Light and Hope

It’s easy to talk about bad years if they are past.  But when you have to say who you are right at this very moment, it’s hard to get more out than an uneasy silence.    Herta Muller from the … Continue reading

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Century 13: The Ghosts of Privelege

From the Journal of Lita Hopkins, July 13, 1928 I am afraid that Hunter finds our life quite dull. It often seems sterile and still, not even a breeze to stir a curtain sometimes. I have been ill since yesterday, … Continue reading

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