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5 New Pieces Accepted this Month!
Hey Y’all! I feel like August and September were a little dry in terms of acceptances. It’s tough to stay positive when the inbox is chock full of “thanks but no thanks” even the high-tier rejections I received on a speculative fiction short story of mine hurt. Actually, I find high-tier rejections to be a… Continue reading
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New Poem Published on Trash Cat Lit
Really happy to be a part of this wonderful journal. Here’s the link Continue reading
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“so you want to be a writer?”
by Charles Bukowski “if it doesn’t come bursting out of youin spite of everything,don’t do it.unless it comes unasked out of yourheart and your mind and your mouthand your gut,don’t do it.if you have to sit for hoursstaring at your computer screenor hunched over yourtypewritersearching for words,don’t do it.if you’re doing it for money orfame,don’t… Continue reading
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Le Mat
The interview went well. The recruiter called and offered me the job as I walked out the door. I start tomorrow. There’s something about sitting through hours of orientation material and HR policy that gets my heart pumping. Jokes aside, I’m excited about uncapped commission. My last job advertised the same thing. There was one… Continue reading
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Moose Haikus
In memory of my dog I dreamed of my dog last night. He was still living, breathing. Happy for my touch. My dog’s tail wags on my sheets. A brown colored whip. He’s overjoyed to see me. In my dream, I see my dog, pink gums and soft ears. His heart still beating. Continue reading
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Ruminating Maternal
I am practicing peacefulness. I am removing the faces from my rotating cabinet of illusions. I am accepting that I don’t have to approve in order for something to be true. I am reimagining my mornings and afternoons and evenings. I am observing the sticky little hands all over the sliding glass door. I am… Continue reading
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Summer Untitled I
I was worrying about tomato seed stains, But then I realized I’ll miss them in a year. When I pull that onesie Out of the tote upstairs. Won’t it be lovely to remember the sun In their hair? Why would I wash out our imprinted time? As if it was a mistake. As if my… Continue reading
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Ruminations on the Past Year Pt. 1
How do I become a regular human with a balanced ego and a healthy sense of self? For 8 years prior to my daughters birth, I felt like my entire identity hinged on the success at my job. The amount of money I earned, my promotions, my business trips, even the daily emails I’d send… Continue reading
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Surrender
I’ve wrestled with whether or not to write this post for 29 days. Part of my recovery is honesty, but the voice in my head says “what will they think?” Will they think I’m an unfit mother? Hiding wine bottles in the back of my closet or a shot of Baileys in my coffee mug?… Continue reading
About Me
I started writing poems for the money, I stayed for the love of them game.
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