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One Hundred Days of Poetry - Day Ninety Five

” I am startled by a chorus, that rises up from silt and stench, to honour guard my passage. “


One Hundred Days of Poetry - Day Ninety Four

” It swallows me, this pool, it takes away my room to breath and feeds me its fermented anger. “


Day 1

“Do what you love and do it with joy.”

These are the words that I said during my mother’s memorial service over two years ago. She was a very talented artist but almost never drew or painted because there was always something else to be done, or she was too tired to do anything, or she was afraid of not being perfect on the first try. 542 more words

Again and Again (Day 22)

Whassup? Ok so the work week is over. It’s not a very busy time of the month, so there’s not as much work for all of us to do, so we’re taking our courses (that hopefully all mortgage-adjacent people take) and also purging old files. 317 more words