writing

Bitch Please, I Don’t Need Your Words

There is a fundamental truth that is recognized by many to be by Mark Twain (though it is doubtful Twain every said such a thing) that...

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Woman With Pen

My daddy says there are two Kim’s, The one with pen and the one without. I told him the “Real” Kim has pen— Where she becomes...

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Make it Stop

The words are peeking in at the oddest times they want to say so much but I shelter them from eyes. I need to protect their vulnerability...

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“I Quit!”

The end of the month is crunch time for an accountant. Making sure all activity has been posted to the books; making sure all cash...

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When Words Fell

Verse gleaming bright, imbued with might

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Coming Home to Joy

When I tell my friends in Puerto Vallarta that I am returning to Minneapolis, they think I am crazy. “The weather changes here on October...

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Words on Paper: A Visceral Love Story

Loneliness. Sadness. A whisper of impending defeat. “Less than” disable emotions creep in as my mind slows with a need to...

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Buried Poems

Under 60 slick intriguing crap catalogs, under varied meal preparations every day, under each day’s pencil-sharpened newspaper sudoku,...

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Airport at Night

The traveling souls around me act in unusual normality. It’s three in the morning in this quiet airport bar. Outside, the cold wind...

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Now What? What do I want, and why?

Raise your hand if you’re still trying to figure things out. (Extra points if you are over 35). Yeah, me too. I’ve kind of...

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Naked Soul

When is the last time you were completely naked in front of someone? I’m not talking about being naked for sex. I’m not talking...

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