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Some poetry for you....

Insomnia: 1 Bree: 0

It’s usually the little moments I hold onto that make this life worth living so large. But now, I notice it’s her that points out the...

Tender Teachings

Some days I am tender like the supple peach ready to sink your teeth into Other days I am tender like the sirloin cooked medium rare you...

TOO MUCH?

Like the heavy pour instead of playing safe and measuring the ounces? / Why tell a story with my voice when I could use my whole body? / ...

Happy Mother's Day No More

My womb remains barren by choice. No baby has carved their way out of me - and it likely won’t in this lifetime. I know nothing of what...

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