quote.
(I wrote this awhile ago on a napkin to remember it. I found it in an old pair of pants today).
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Stumbling through...
I am: a poet, an idealist, a realist, a lover of life, an extroverted introvert, a seeker of challenges. I don't want to just walk through life but, rather, dance, laugh, cry & stumble through.
when we learn to relax, we offer ourselves the opportunity to truly live life out loud.
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when i am old, i'll read books, whole libraries of them.
and collect them like rocks, stored in deep wooden shelves.
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when i was young, i collected rocks.
(my best friend and i would sit, knees bent, heels to the ground,
and dig through them at the school yard.)
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for now, i collect desires, and flip through them like cards,
seeing each face up before they disappear into the pile.
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Why I ♥ New York
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Happy Halloween!
"At first cock-crow the ghosts must go
Back to their quiet graves below." --Theodosia Garrison
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(a little poem)
My little cherry
heart aches
at all the
pleasantries
we must fake.
All the happy/smiling/pain-staking faces
we must create.
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