Anita Lorraine Moore

  • Everyone’s trying to find themselves these days; seems like the topic of the decade. Lovers masked behind the text on a screen, alcohol masking all emotions to be seen. Our game of tug-of-war between our projections and our shadows, we stand, stunned in silent stillness, wondering how deep the wound goes. We’ve forgotten the non-electric…

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  • TuesDayNewsDay Vol.2 Issue 18, November 5

    Dedication: Today’s issue is dedicated to Maggie! She’s my bff and source of unending immoral laughter! She loves animals and growing things, people… not so much.  She has a healthy addiction to overalls and she loves cold weather like I do.   She’s introverted and would rather stay home in most circumstances.  She loves making lists…

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  • Waxing Moon

    Waxing Moon

    Smile I see in the sky I mirror back every single time.   Never have I looked up and frowned or wished they’d take that incessant light down.   The stars dance all around, thousands of miles I sing along inside as they whisper by each with their own unique styles.   As the darkened…

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  • TuesDayNewsDay Vol.2 Issue 17, October 30 Caution: Trigger Warning, references to sexual violence

    Today, I chose to sit on the ground the very location of my first experience of sexual abuse at the age of seven. I am healing and today I tell a deep part of my story. (Trigger warning)

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  • TuesDayNewsDay Vol.2 Issue 16, October 22

    Today’s issue is dedicated to Ruth Gordon! What a firecracker! Tonight I decided to do the Cat Stevens song, “If You Want To Sing Out, Sing Out.” The character, “Maude” from the movie, “Harold and Maude” made such an enormous impression on me, this whole day should be dedicated to her glorious soul. Quote: Song:…

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  • Crow Crosses The Moon

    Crow Crosses The Moon

    Crow Crosses the Moon Grandfather finally heard him…  the crow, squawking in the twilight, that night he could hear again Today, I saw him flying just across the newly waning Moon  In the morning daylight, sky filled with blue There are lots of old crows in my life Moments of nostalgia, of regret moments of…

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