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Mountain and Valley Days

If there's anything I've learned in life thus far, it's that things sometimes have to get messy before they become beautiful. Dirty rooms have to become even dirtier--clothes and objects strewn across the floor in order to dust off furniture, beds stripped to their bare mattresses to wash sheets, items tucked away into closets so... Continue Reading →

Memories

It's the nostalgic feeling mixed with an outlander identity that coats my bones and soul as I travel that long-worn road. It's seeing the trees I identified as landmarks as a kid to let me know how far along we actually were down Highway 19, how far we were into that in-between land. It's where... Continue Reading →

There’s Two Sides to Everything

Values change with shifting hands Sweat, dirt, greed covering radiant bling Tails buy love, heads buy name brands There's two sides to everything Hands mold clay into rigid faces Statue expressions controlled by strings Craftily switching spades with aces There's two sides to everything People shrink behind pretend shields Stone-faced as metal against metal flings... Continue Reading →

Winter Snow

The snow--it's so pure. So beautiful and simple and elegant, a testament to a gentle and gorgeous story whose words lie just beyond the reach of my lips. I'm left in awe of snow-capped rooftops and white blankets so thick on the ground that sidewalks and grass become equal playmates. It's so beautiful. So beautiful... Continue Reading →

Haiku

You said you are fine-- but I can see past your eyes. You, friend, are not fine. If I could make you see . . . see what stirs your raging sea . . . then you would know that your storm is fierce. Gray skies cloud your downcast-set eyes and I can't find a... Continue Reading →

Little Black Puppy

It truly is an unspeakable joy-- that uplifted feeling in my chest whenever my roommate's little black puppy heartily bounces over to me every morning upon seeing me. She wags her tail and jumps up and looks at me, expecting, wanting pets. Expecting, wanting love. It doesn't matter if she just saw me last night,... Continue Reading →

Rippled Lake

She sits there. At least in my mind she does. She sits there, oblivious to all the things she did and all the things she said and all the things she is and all the things she isn't. I can't take it. I saw her indifferent finger, cast against the sunset sky, gently swoop down... Continue Reading →

Five Years

Five years. Five years ago today I was a different person. I wanted different things and dreamed different dreams and felt different passions. Five years ago today I had different strenghts and different weaknesses, different hopes and different fears. The change from teenager to young adult was a transition I needed . . . and... Continue Reading →

Vision

The next step ahead is not as clear as I would like it to be. It's like going through a car wash, vision obscured by soapy water streaking lines down the windshield. I have no control of the vehicle as neutral allows the track to smoothly, gently, lovingly guide the car along. I just have... Continue Reading →

Cozy Wintery Days

Yes, yes, I know that your social media feed is already filled with snow-day pictures from yesterday. Well, since I'm a Texan and I hardly see snow--especially thick snow like we had yesterday--I just had to join in. Because here's the thing--usually when Southerners say we are looking forward to enjoying a cozy, wintery day,... Continue Reading →

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