Writing My Happy Ending

I want to write a novel, an essay,

a work of literary brilliance…

yet I cannot untangle the weeds in my head,

the thoughts of you that ensnare every other thought,

the what’ifs that choke the life out of every other dream.

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Speaking Differently About Love

Had to share this great TedTalk!

 

 

I Write to…

I am writing just to write, just to feel alive

to get out of the space in my head

and place my hopes and dreams firmly in reality;

or what feels like reality anyways,

are thoughts real? Continue reading I Write to…

Healing

New dreams need to be created

when the old ones only create pain;

unrealized, they fester in my soul,

a black cloud covering my light.

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The musings of a 30-something, urban, single mother

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