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Out of touch - another stained sheaf page
There have to be boundaries with the boys. I mean, I’d beat them if the situation required it, but I won’t touch them. No high fives. Definitely no hugs. I’m just not that kind of a girl. //////...
What Have I?
How very egotistical of me to write here. What have I to say that is worth the posting in so strangely public and yet anonymous a place? It rings oddly of exhibitionism and that is not like me. V...
The order of things
Breathe. Face in hands, chin resting upon the rounded thumbroots of the palms, eyes shut, warm fingers slowly, soothingly tracing outward the familiar furrow of brow, skirting then the hollows o...
Book Description
A long time ago on a journal site far away…
I am going through, editing, pruning, organizing, refiling…
Honestly, I don’t know what the hell I’m doing. I’m feeling a bit uprooted and homeless. This book is where I’m putting some of the writing I want double saved. I can’t think that I’ll put much here, I have a history of no follow through, but this is what I’m doing right now.
