Mirroring.

“No, I don’t know you at all. It’s true.” “Then why do you turn away? Why don’t you try?” “I did. I fed you parts of me no one has seen and I expect the same in return.” “There’s no harm in digging, Liz.” “Yes. There is.” “How?” “Because. All I’ve ever known was digging […]

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Passion Pit.

I know I need to write tonight and I’m not sure where this will go. I’m in the mix, a cocktail that’s a little less than straight up whiskey and a little more than the bottom of the bottle. I need to release some tears, but they won’t flow like the daily reminders I get […]

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MIGHTIEST OF THESE

The impossible sun, rising to showcase creation, too stark and too grand. The unconquerable moon, hanging on every word and hope that can stand on two legs and shout to the stars in a fashionable show; the mightiest of these being your lowest of lows. From the bottom we build up and shoot for the moon. […]

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FREEDOM

This is a little mixed-media painting I did today with my Aunt who is in town. She does water color and must say, all of her work is beautiful. I tried my hardest to dabble in water color, but it just wasn’t working out as I had planned. I am a bit out of practice, but in […]

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The Flip Side

Never underestimate the power in hitting rock bottom. Once you get there, you are so close to true potential. It’s like catching a glimpse to the other side – what you can and should be. And if you have the stamina to see it through, you will be catapulted. I assure you, hitting rock bottom […]

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The Anuva Hotel

Of Russian origin, the name ANUVA means “A New Beginning.” She threw out her lastest bottle of gin in the hotel trash can outside her door, hiding the fact that she, alone, had consumed two large bottles of gin in two nights staying at his hotel in the country. Hungover and a tad tipsy, she […]

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She is Me.

She’s back. And I like this girl. I wanted her back in my life for just about 20 years now. Ya, that long. I have stalked her. I have searched for her into the ends of the earth. I have knocked on doors, kicked them down and locked them up…all because of HER. She is […]

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