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  • Words

    Words roll in and out of me like breath. I can’t imagine not reading and writing, just as I can’t imagine what it might be like never to breathe again. Sometimes the words I write make no sense to me,… Continue reading

  • Some Kind of Magic

    It’s some kind of magic that you and you and you will read these words and think and feel and be something different than you were before you read them. Continue reading

  • The Happy Place

    When your happy place gets lost Just remember It will always Always Find you. Continue reading