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Tag Archives: childhood
Skylark
I wonder if you remember with the warmth that I do, how you and the skylark never failed to save my heart and me from the frozen, pitch black winter the rest of my world was. ~ cj 2017.01.07 Bookmark … Continue reading
Dirty Girls
I absolutely loved watching this scene play out Saturday morning at a restaurant where I was eating breakfast and talking with one of my best friends. (Pictures at the bottom) These two little girls were in a play area outside … Continue reading
Posted in Essay, Photography, Writing
Tagged childhood, children, friendship, photography, poetry
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Good Boy
frightened boy kneeling in obedience until your freckled knees bled while they committed their sins to your tender bare flesh biting your lips and hating your tears and heading right straight to hell every single time for doubting God’s plan … Continue reading
Posted in Poetry, Writing
Tagged childhood, damage, friend, friendship, heart, love, punishment
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My Fearful Symmetry
I used to buy so many books, ignoring the “why-aren’t-you-normal” questions from my now ex-husband about what I was going to do with yet another potentially unread treasure crowding our shelves. How could someone who’s lived such a different life … Continue reading
Receiving Gifts
Last week, after all these years, I finally unwrapped the mystery of why gifts are not the way to this girl’s heart. It happened as I was explaining the five languages of love to a friend, while getting to know … Continue reading