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Day Nineteen, NaPoWriMo

Deep in snow, walking with cold. •
The shining air, stirring around the trees Continue reading

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Day Eighteen, NaPoWriMo

Hey you don’t have complete control over what goes on in your head, especially late at night! All the old stuff precariously stuck in my head, there’s no telling when it may, and it may, surface at the most inopportune … Continue reading

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Day Seventeen, NaPoWriMo

The radio spits out news that can’t be held listening as witness, eyes opening and turning to the weirdness of snow on the seventeenth of April, snow, hail, sleet doesn’t this seem more likely than all that world stuff? Mid-April, … Continue reading

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Day Sixteen, NaPoWriMo

I think the wind and sleet got to me last night and this morning. Ready for spring, mother nature. C’mon, you can do it! This morning, amidst wind and sleet appeared a flock huddled and clinging, impaled on branches, dislodged … Continue reading

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Day Fifteen, NaPoWriMo

There’s nothing that says “Spring!” quite like skunky. Black and white stain on road the blunt, matte smell trailing after the cars. What is that? Oh. Yes. That’s what. Fading at the same speed. It’s the whiff spring keeps on … Continue reading

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