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Life's Losses

And she dialed his number again today, already half expecting it may go unanswered again. This has become the norm recently. Well, in all fairness may be he is actually very busy. 993 more words


the exception

It was a time when image counted for everything, when the thoughts of others mattered more than our own, when our actions were sculpted by a fear of the judgments from people who’s names we didn’t even know. 334 more words

falling asleep

Flat on my back and staring up at the shadows on the ceiling. A breeze coaxes the branch outside my window to sway and its shadowy counterpart waves goodnight as I close my eyes on another day. 332 more words

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A Beautiful Scar - Odd Walking Thoughts

The boy walked down and further yet. This ravine was deep. This ravine was a beautiful scar. A brook and then fish and more. The boy was at the bottom of the scar and opened his eyes and was gone. 35 more words

Odd Walking Thoughts


She was the centerpiece of the room, but she certainly was not its focal point.

At 98 years old, she was reduced to a wrinkled lump resting in her dusty rose colored arm chair, her feet propped on the off kilter ottoman of the same worn out shade. 323 more words


It had started out on crisp new paper, the ink was still shiny and waiting to dry when she found it on her bookshelf. She had plucked it up immediately and it still bore a smudge toward the bottom where her thumb had brushed over the signature that hadn’t quite had time to sink in. 311 more words