Monthly Archives: August 2016

the truth is…

The truth is… I’ve been hiding again. The truth is… I don’t know if posting this is a good idea. (Oh, hell, I’m sure it’s not. But apparently, I’m an idiot.) The truth is… sometimes talking about certain things make … Continue reading

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ink.

the sky black as the ink on the pages I write no moon no glowing stars tonight why is it every time you are away the nights appear darkest? the fates should know by now the chilling darkness frightens me … Continue reading

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my steel heart.

You touch me My fingers tremble I find my breath Only to lose it again My eyes close To escape temptation But I cannot escape Your hypnotic scent or The heat of your whisper On my neck Your soul is … Continue reading

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sunset.

funny how the brightest sunshine appears before darkness consumes and so the consuming darkness must be the path to bright sunshine Image is my own. © what sandra thinks

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today’s forecast.

Courtesy of AuthenticWeather, here is today’s forecast… Have a nice day!  

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the boy’s dream.

In addition to summer reading, my son, who is entering middle school in the fall, is required to do a project referred to as the “Go, Do, Create Summer Experience“. A list of ideas (just suggestions) was provided for this … Continue reading

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fiction friday 35: secret admirer. part 13.

This is part 13 of secret admirer. ♥ [Previously posted: part 1, part 2, part 3, part 4, part 5, part 6, part 7, part 8, part 9, part 10, part 11, part 12]

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light. (haiku)

The brightness blinds me Yet I can’t avert my eyes I’ll just wear my shades © what sandra thinks

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