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“blind to the future, she does not believe I exist”
This past week, I offered a challenging writing prompt which involved a look back to younger self from the present; and suggested using third person ‘she’ to refer to the younger self and first-person...
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Found Poem from Outside Group
Sometimes . . . I don’t care what I’m told Clearing out: where memories rest in heaps soft carpets under toe Sweet tarts Vanilla Process: conversations part of herstory keeping the house from sinking...
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surprised by words
Christmas night, my two daughters and I went inside to surprise our writers with an unplanned holiday writing and art group. It should not have surprised us that the usual chaos reigned — the familiar...
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heading home
The ache for home lives in all of us, the safe place where we can go as we are and not be questioned. – Maya Angelou Make a home for yourself inside your own head. You’ll find what you need to furnish...
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rebirth
Last week’s theme was ‘birth.’ Two of the epigraphs that topped our weekly agenda included these words: …human beings are not born once and for all on the day their mothers give birth to them, but life...
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