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 In this time of division and discord I am grateful for individual snowflakes… one of the miraculous lessons created by nature’s... [read more] |
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May we be blessed to understand our future lies before us like a field of freshly fallen snow… and how we must tread through the snow... [read more] |
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Overnight the temperature which started in the teens causing the ground to freeze…and shivering the trees…. warmed up a little…... [read more] |
 HAND TO MY HEART Written by Alana Cheng I’ve got my hand to my heart, even when it feels like it’s breaking apart, as I’m just trying to ke... [read more] |
 I’m sick of having a heart, cut me open and rip this shit out. I pray, I cry, I scream, I shout— but no matter what, it keeps getting ripped... [read more] |
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I wake before the sun Not because I'm disciplined But because Joe might have uploaded a new episode I whisper to myself... [read more] |
 Riddle of the Two Kin One races the ridge in a full coat of weather, glinting as it moves. One waits on ice bare as daw... [read more] |
 Her arms wrapped around my neck, warm, comforting, giving safety to my concerns. Her voice is soft as she runs an appraising ey... [read more] |
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This deserves verse, not prose. I think of you totally bare, then putting on pantyhose (the kind you know I like, with reinforced toes); you... [read more] |
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"Tale of the Bucolic Buccaneer" He pillaged turnip fields, not galleons— a terror to scarecrows, a scourge of hayricks, his cu... [read more] |
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Today I’m grateful for all the teachers… who not only taught me lessons from every book upon their shelf but found a way to touch my... [read more] |
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I know both how to be abased, and I know how to abound: every where and in all things I am instructed both to be full and to be hungry... [read more] |
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In this day an age it is especially important when we feel our country has lost its soul and we are encouraged mistrust everyon... [read more] |
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There is a wise old saying…an ancient Chinese gem: When three people walk together my teacher is among them. Every time... [read more] |
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That sweet dopamine, it feels like a dream whenever I stand right beside her. If I’m in luck, I’ll feel her soft touch— that’s when oxytocin... [read more] |