Category Archives: Reflections

Why Write? Truth

  I once read a writing prompt that directed me to list three personal truths that I carried with me, weighed me down, and no one else knew were hurting me. This wasn’t the the ice-breaking game of Three Truths … Continue reading

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Love Letters

I wrote them in a time of passion. I listened to what I felt, then translated with tenderness. I indulged in sweet desire with my solicitous words. While I no longer possess those letters, I remember them, and me. I … Continue reading

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Sticker My World

  My computer started fritz-ing recently and I panicked. Not because I thought of the repairs or possible replacement costs, but because 90% of my computer’s border is covered in stickers. Rainbows and sparkles kinds of stickers. In my 20’s, … Continue reading

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Pretending There Are Mountains

  Here in Florida, I don’t experience four seasons like I did while growing up in the North Carolina mountains. Back in NC, we referred to our region as the Foothills. The landscape was steep, but the drive further into … Continue reading

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Almost

  I thought I could do it. Let my grey take over. (That I wasn’t that vain to deny.) Admittedly, I was curious. Silver locks amongst chestnut. Increasing strands of pure white. But, we’re talking about a girl who loved … Continue reading

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Different

  I’m waiting with some excitement for the first time I can sleep on my side again. Either side. It doesn’t matter. Each time I have surgery, there are a lot of stages towards healing: painful, loopy, gross, etc. But … Continue reading

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Spectating

  Initially, I named this post Spectacular Serendipity, while focusing on the bird’s stance, and probably inspired by its corporeal S. As I began writing, I recalled the alligator who was floating just off to the right. Granted, the moment … Continue reading

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