Meaning of Life, Anyone?

If I could, I would ask the dead about the secrets of life, raise spirits to help me understand this phenomena of cancer, the need to find relief in addictions, the key to successful relations. Or perhaps It is the youth, set on creating the next YouTube sensation, who have insights I should pay attention […]

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Poet’s Quandary

If I were to write every day for one hundred days, would my soul be purged of this malaise; is it a thing to be dredged, dragged up – twisted and tied like tattered bed sheets knotted together; is there a remedy for this scourge; or is this an inherent restlessness, a fiery blue spark […]

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Salvaged

Delegated to the back room, I am marginalized, invisible, employ-ability in question. I am a peripheral observer, self-conscious of my status, disintegrating at the edges. Watch as relationships form, people engage, socialize, find purpose, ignore my presence. Desperate, I grasp at meanings, decipher holes in conversations, measure lacking in interactions. Ennui drives introspection – a […]

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Day 238 One Woman’s Quest

I started this blog in 2011 as a gift to myself.  I had just undergone a lumpectomy to remove abnormal cells from my right breast, and was awaiting the results.  Because of the Christmas holiday, I would not hear for five weeks.  Those were five long weeks, and a whole gamut of thoughts and emotions. […]

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Day 147 “Existence”

We are not islands:  isolated, insulated, to be ignored. We are humans dancing through relationships, weaving our tales, intertwining stories, with lovers, friends, families, enemies, and our selves. Yearning for love’s repricocity Delighting in wonder of discovery slugging through painful demise striving to be better.   I dream of walls, and towers and paths that […]

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