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That Smile

She was still a little flushed, scattered, from the slow start to their day, muddling around the kitchen,…

Man Spaces

Man Spaces The Jameson bottle glistened whole mockingly in its perch. “Bloody bottle” he said “Tiger bloody Woods”…

Dr. John A. King PTSD help Trauma Recovery #dealwithit

You’re Just Fucking Wrong

Well… I don’t know what else to say…I’m all about giving people a voice and negotiating to consensus…

The first time we met

  The first time we met, I was slowly sipping the morning blues away one cup at a…

Razor Burn

Razor burn It hurts when I walk, she said It hurts when I talk, he said They smiled.…

Glass in my Soul

Sometimes just the thought of facing the day feels like broken glass in my soul Pain, frustration, discomfort…

The Promise

  The promise I, ____, take you, ____, for my lawful (husband/wife), to have and to hold, from…

Swimming in Puddles

you may not have been born with a sunny disposition, but that doesn’t mean you have to spend…