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Beautiful Dreamer

Beautiful dreamer, casting her spells.

She’ll never tell, what her future will hold.

Beautiful angel.

Soaring through the velvet skies.

Guiding every one, with her graceful wake. 86 more words

Dying

A Coffee Shop of One's Own

by cheri block

Yesterday the rain cleansed and cooled the barranca in front of our desert home. The clouds moving east in the turbulent skies wore dark coats with swirling sopped paisley patterns, adorned with bulbous slate buttons of moisture. 562 more words

Life

Nostalgia at the ballpark

by cheri block

1962

I remember the anticipation I felt as my Dad and I drove to Candlestick Park in San Francisco to watch my favorite team, the Giants, play baseball. 712 more words

My Childhood

Dreams that Be

When I was a little girl, I remember distinctly, 6th grade- I was wearing green pants, a few girls and I were walking up the concrete walk to the school. 152 more words

My Childhood

Birth of Me

I was born in Mullens, WV January 17, 1969. It was an old hospital, which is no longer in operation. My mom had gotten pregnant when she was 15, I was born a few months after her 16th birthday. 282 more words

My Childhood

A big black box

There’s a blockage. I’m hiding something and I know it.

I don’t want to write. How can I write if I don’t want to hear what I have to say?   365 more words

My Mother

Storytelling from the very Beginning

You know the types of stories that foreshadow the big events? Welp, I adore them. Because I never pick up on hints the first time around, I am always shocked by the ending. 569 more words