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The Pre-writing Walk

A northern wind slices off some of the sun’s warmth. It’s a surprisingly clear, bright sun, the kind of sun that appears after storms dump inches and feet of snow. 277 more words

Writing

Love Notes and Dirty Dishes #1285

I don’t like to fall

But there’s something in your eyes

That’s pulling on me

Poetry

01.01.18

What do I want out of 2018? Too much.

I have all these plans for this year. I am thirty-cough-one and married to the love of my life; to which I shall refer to as “Husband” from here on out. 742 more words

Secret lover

I have a secret

Lover who I can call on

To clean my dishes

Poetry

Savages

I don’t crave you now

Check back with me tomorrow

We are savages

Poetry

Dirty Dishes

I used to hate washing dishes. Really. Looking back now, it was an unreasonable amount of dislike for a necessary task. I am guessing that it had to do with my attitude about feeling like I was the only one in the family that did anything around the house (mostly true). 315 more words

Notes

Love Notes and Dirty Dishes #13531

If we fell in love

But it just wasn’t enough

Would you let me go?

Poetry