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Creative voices who share their truth, one post at a time.

  • I Don’t Have a Sentence for Your Wall — I Have a Portrait

    Someone said,“A mission should be big.”So I tried to stand taller, I lengthen my neck.I soften my eyes.I tilt my head just enoughthat my soul has room to breathe.But still I tripped over the question. I have never trusted questions… Continue reading

  • The Place That Shows Up With Me

    My perfect space isn’t something I build.It doesn’t have walls or windows or a door I need to close behind me. I can’t imagine waiting on a room or a piece of furniture in order to write, as if words,… Continue reading

  • I Don’t Fit Inside First Impressions

    “What’s the first impression you want to give people?” If I’m honest, I don’t think much about first impressions.Not because I’m careless, but because I’m a storyteller who knows that one voice is never enough to explain a whole heart.… Continue reading

  • “The Affair I Had in a French Café”

    Here in the United States, coffee is a necessity. It’s an accessory. It’s the fuel behind every hustle and the badge of every busybody. We don’t sip it. We chase it. We order it before we leave the house, pick… Continue reading

  • “Do I Remember Life Before the Internet?”

    Indeed, I visit often.   Do I remember life before the internet?I beg your pardon—you speak as if it no longer exists.Though there lives a generation that might not understand,I will not bring you the details.Rather, I shall take you… Continue reading

  • “A World of My Own Making”—

    I am especially well-suited to living in a world of my own. In this world I’ve formed, there lives my imagination. It is not a touristy place, nor is it governed by schedule or social custom,but rather a carefully tended… Continue reading

  • Cold Weather: With All Due Warmth, Please Know Your Place

    There exists a proper time for cold—it’s welcome in December, perhaps extending into January if I’m feeling generous. Like a short stay, a polite hello, a brisk wind may be forgiven. But beyond that? I dare say, you’re loitering. I… Continue reading

  • The Way Station

    “The Way Station” Do you have a quote you live your life by or think of often? Yes, I do — because without it, I’d be a song without a melody, just scattered notes on the breeze. “This is the… Continue reading

  • “Let Me Be Your Cautionary Tale -with Grace and Side-Eye”

    “Some people hear God’s voice. I apparently needed motion sickness first.” What gives you direction in life? It’s a question so big, it doesn’t knock on your door— it just sits across the street. Waves at you. Gives you the… Continue reading

  • “The Emoji That Whispers, and Roars”

    There I was, scrolling through WordPress, hoping for a prompt that would stir something deep— maybe a question like “Write a letter to your 12-year-old self… but from your 82-year-old self,” or “You Weren’t Supposed To.” Instead? “What’s your favorite… Continue reading