Writing
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Sweating. Tossing, turning. Sleeping, alarm blaring, smoking. Snot covered, sniffling, screaming. Wiping, aimless shuffling. Searching. Avoid sharp objects. Avoid trees on walk with dog. Stumbling desire. Shifting, sweet. In line, hopeful. “Next!” Stepping forward, “An ice cream cone.” An end to suffering. Tapping screen, pausing– “The machine’s down, sorry.” Laughing.

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Pirouettes through puddles, everything shines at once.Overwhelm me into laughter. What a wonderful world! So confusing, so straightforward.Glass walls, darkness insists, an illusion everlasting,spotlight moving. Listen to me! Fall down, get up.Smile at the sun, the rain, especially darkness.A beautiful reminder– Change! Golden memory, glittering sun, A bow in thanks forthe opportunity.

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In a forest—crouching, stepping, carefully dodging long vines that hang like snakes from a canopy of trees above. The dirt is dark and wet. My boot crunches, but when I take my next step, I’m barefoot. Naked. Rain begins to fall. The clouds are alive with brooding darkness and raging thunder. Shadows are released when…









