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March 24, 2014 § 8 Comments

originalHe hates me and
I hate him.
He kisses me and
my heart bends.
Tomorrow night
we’ll do it again.

With You

February 8, 2014 § 10 Comments

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You’re always in your head.  It must get lonely.
“It doesn’t. You’re here too. . .”

Before

December 5, 2013 § 11 Comments

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A Wish

December 2, 2013 § 90 Comments

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TRAVELER

November 7, 2013 § 14 Comments

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Hero

November 4, 2013 § 13 Comments

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Trick or Treat? (Part I)

November 2, 2013 § 15 Comments

Once upon a time, I knew a boy who thought every night was Halloween, and yet, had never been given or even tasted a treat.
One night near midnight, he knocked on my door, “Trick or Trick?
I laughed, “How about a treat?
Nervously, he looked at my treats, then closed his eyes. He had never been offered a treat. He didn’t understand—he thought I was tricking him.  « Read the rest of this entry »

Silly Boy

May 15, 2013 § 14 Comments

Show a girl you don’t care… « Read the rest of this entry »

The Velveteen Rabbit

April 3, 2013 § 19 Comments

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“Real isn’t how you are made,’
said the Skin Horse. ‘It’s a thing that happens to you. « Read the rest of this entry »

your little sister

March 12, 2013 § 82 Comments

I Don't CareOne day, your little sister is going to fall for a man who is not kind…
who’s intentions are not pure, a man who treats  her with disregard and disrespect.
You’re going to hate this man. You’re going to want to destroy him. You’ll wonder how one could run off such cowards blood. And in that moment of hate for this man, I hope you remember
you were that same man
to me.
So   instead of looking  him in the eyes, look back at yourself in the mirror—you are the man you now HATE.
Tell yourself, “I don’t care“,  just like you said it to me,  say it [again] for me, for your little  sister, for the man who will treat your sister that way— someday. Tell me how it feels to know your sister is being treated  that way and you are looking at her as she looks at him tears in her eyes begging for sympathy, praying to hold composure, asking God to grant her grace to restrain the fear and keep her pride, and tell us all     YOU DON’T CARE.
Now we all know— you don’t care, you never did, you never will…
but I do— and she does too.
Maybe she’s me, or maybe   I was her. But you’re just that same man, that same man who doesn’t care…
but I did— and she will too.

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