December 2019
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Since inception, my Familiar came into my life like a smoky mirror. Reached out, listening Onward, sharing, lamenting heavy strife. At first in the mountains, the Rockies Arms outstretched across a thousand miles now here, ever closer Healing, moving, all smiles Suddenly fell down Rushing with might – urgency The river cast aside…
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Today is filled with raindrops and warmth. Yesterday I found a journal from days of yore, September 9th, 2011. It reads: “Washington, DC – Hyatt Hotel – Money in Politics Conference at the offices of Public Campaign What a day. I’ve showered, redressed my burn wound, called friends for their birthdays, called Philly and Maw…
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I desire Lightness of being suppression of sensuality and sexuality have created an inner battle of which I’d been mostly unaware, but now I feel awake and unbraided pursuit of the arts and freedom are the same pursuit of love and connection are the same pursuit of community and perfect solitude are one in…
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I was just on the phone with my grandmother. She told me that my mother wants to donate a thousand dollars to my album fundraiser. The only thing she wants in return is her own copy. That was the last thing I expected to be thinking about tonight. I told Maw Maw that I’d have…
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Welcome everyone! I took a Thanksgiving week hiatus from writing and today I’ve returned with some wonderful experiences that had nothing to do with shopping or Black Friday! Dedication: Mister Rogers, one of my two most-important people (alongside Dr. Maya Angelou), is the subject of my admiration today. All too often we hear statements like,…
anita lorraine moore 