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    To Be Human

    We are all but fallen stars Dropped from the hand of our maker Into a pool of art we land, our eyes unable to comprehend The colors and the names are yet to be defined Magnificent is every strand of hair and every inch of skin We would be anything,…

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    The Day Has Come!

    All of my scribbling and tears turned into a book. I am still somewhere in between shock and pride at the thing that I created. How something awful, like an abusive childhood can turn into something positive still baffles me. At first writing was like journaling meets remembering- I have…

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    Writers Block & A Wedding

    I have thoughts all day. Thoughts regarding what to write and how I see the stories told. I write poetry off of one line because I am inspired. Once the moment has passed, I often stare in awe of my creations. I am overly frustrated when I sit and think…

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    Next

    You may have noticed that I took all of my posts down. Sorry about that. I am working towards writing a book and I didn’t know what that would look like until I was ankle deep in it. I have decided to change directions and so – yay you my…