Raging at this body of mine that is in exile Raging at this body not in Cryostasis, just the slow progression of time Raging at this body that holds my story in its membranes/bones/blood/mucus. carries my babies DNA Raging at this body full of untapped pleasure as I hold it ransom to my heartbreak. This…
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Do you have a space of your own? a room of your own or even a desk? somewhere you can lay your heart open wide on the table and go and get a cup of tea and have it still be there, sitting, unnoticed by others on your return. A place that would bring about…
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Every life has one of these. Sometimes there is more than one, but if you are living life, I guarantee you will have your tree shaken at least once. Maybe gently, maybe ferociously, but never the less, shaken. Having your tree shaken can look like so many things. To name a few: illness, an…
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What is it with people ( I was going to say, what is it with women, but I see that men have caught the bug too) to want to have everything perfectly set up ready to go, before we start a venture or an adventure. We want the perfect spray on tan before we go…
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You know the scene in the movie when the chips are down and the whole city is gripped with fear. There are people heading to their demise or the girl is taken hostage to see if the Superhero has the metal to take on his arch enemy. . You know how the superhero gets that…
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