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illumination

I have no death sentence. The light of day still falls as it had done before, only now the evening comes with a bit more grace. Advertisements

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YOU ADJUST by Kathleen Campbell (my beautiful & talented writer-performer friend)

When you’re sick and need an operation you adjust your fears so that you can do what you need to. When your body is cut and something removed you adjust your body to be accepting of that space. It’s not … Continue reading

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Spring Fever

I want to fall in love, kiss in the moonlight, paint the sky red. I want you to write me a love poem.

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anchor man

Coffee-crazy solid and tall,                                                 you balance life                      … Continue reading

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if my life was a sitcom

Oh, to be Samantha in Bewitched or Jeannie in I Dream of Jeannie, Staring for hours, autographed pictures on my bedroom wall, dreaming of a different place with no compulsion or obsession, only once upon a time and happily ever … Continue reading

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in the shadows

My splintered psyche aches from over-thinking. Endless days and nights, a series of reruns. Death lurks, looks square into my eyes. I am not afraid.

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reluctant witness

…a Penn State graduate assistant who was then 28 years old, entered the locker room at the Lasch Football Building on the University park Campus on a Friday night before the beginning of Spring Break. It was about 9:30 PM. … Continue reading

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