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Creamy New

The statue’s skin was creamy white. It spoke of new thoughts, ideas, and beliefs. The cracks already forming around elbows, wrists and ankles revealed cheapness. Good intentions hurried, ignoring minuscule weaknesses. The bird crap on shoulders reminded, nature will have its way. When the first hand crumbled, a raven laughed. ©2022 Mary Grace van der…
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Who? Why? There is always a reason someone turns on the lights, strikes a match, or opens shutters. It takes intention. The effects of that one action go beyond the single act and affect everyone who inhabits the darkness. be them human, bug, or bacteria. Light, and the act of lighting. Such small things, such…
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Logic, the container that lets you place all your emotions in order. Alone logic is neat but empty. It can explain, but lacks the warmth and meaning that makes life worthwhile. Emotions without a holder, they roll around and make a mess at our feet. But they are a healthy staple and give our life…
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The trees looked ugly and sad. Dead black things standing in silent testament to what once was.
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Is it the flower, or the old car that is sad?
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Campfires are one of my favorite things. As a little girl, I loved to char the end of a stick in the fire, and use it to write.
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In the lonely places, in the in between, there is a light that stands witness.
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Honesty is beautiful. When it’s brutal, when it’s gentle, when it…
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Dreams, it’s what we’re made of.
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Spring, a time many of us long for after a long dark winter. We grow again and unfurl our blooms… Just to have a frost crisp their edges. Some of us weather it fine, some of us might carry blackened scars from unexpected transitions. Still, some of us might have to drop our first blooms.…
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