Monthly Archives: September 2012

Welcome

I knocked on your door believing I wanted to drop something off, give you a neatly wrapped up, you-mattered-to-me package, let you know there were no hard feelings on my side of the fence, and if you needed me to … Continue reading

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Sophie Mazzaro is My Hero

Sophie was my exchange student from Germany in 2008-2009. Here’s how this went in August of 2010, when she was visiting again: Me: Now that you’re out of high school, what do you want to do? Sophie: I’m probably going … Continue reading

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Naked Bamboo

the bamboo poles stood mute and naked near the corner mirror deaf to the talk, cold against the warm hugs it witnessed, unable to understand our journey, the laughter, the learning filling the room, standing there stiffly unable to speak … Continue reading

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Listening…

… I can see you’re typing but then the … disappear. I assign meaning to your hesitation …it must be quite important …and I wait to hear. I imagine you’re typing, stopping, thinking …then typing again. I love what you … Continue reading

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How to Change the World

How to change the world, one heart at a time…. Take a risk, open up, reach out. You can pull back, you can recover if you get hurt. But why start out with a mile high wall no one can … Continue reading

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The Difference of A Day

Yesterday, I would have quickly sworn I loved nearly everything about us, with the exception of how you don’t feel the same for me. Today, I’m swearing, as I slowly realize nothing else about us matters, with the exception of … Continue reading

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Romance, Writing and Rock Star Dreams

From the time I was a little girl, I wanted to be a writer, I wanted to be a rock star, and I wanted to be passionately loved. But as I got older, I saw my dreams dying on the … Continue reading

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