memory

  • Conundrum…

    Conundrum…

    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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  • I am forgiven, myself, forgiving myself For some things take longer to accomplish than the patience within me allows My judgement is suspended for I said I’d write a poem a day. The last one was 2 days ago and I refuse to feel remorse. A while ago I would have riddled myself with guilt…

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