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About what sandra thinks

Sandra is a writer, sometimes blogger, poet, artist, emotional disaster. She thinks far too much and sleeps far too little. Sandra lives in the Northeastern U.S. but dreams of an oceanfront home in Italy, but she would settle for a non-oceanfront home in Italy. She loves books, brutal honesty, coffee, and the color black. She hates insincerity, beer, whipped cream, and facebook. And she is uncomfortable talking about herself in the third person.

color: a limerick.

I almost didn’t post a limerick this week… but this morning, after little sleep, on a post-it note by the bed, I wrote this in probably less than a minute. I guess it came to me in my (unable-to) sleep. … Continue reading →

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weekly perk. #19

I need to start with an apology. My other life took me away a bit this week. (Yes, my other life. I’m Batman. Okay… lie. I’m Batgirl.) The thing is… I may or may not be able to post my … Continue reading →

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adored.

When I was a little girl I believed in fairy tales but as years floated by me my belief began to fade. No longer did I think love was coming for me. Everyone always said those stories are not real. … Continue reading →

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coming soon.

[My apologies if the title of this post was misleading. I know you thought it was about an upcoming theatrical release. Or something. I also hope you’ll quickly realize this is not an especially serious post… just fun.] June is … Continue reading →

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the poet.

This post is an adaptation of a comment I originally posted over on Fabulous Lennon’s blog. But I felt it was somewhere between funny and true and deserved its own post. This is all in fun! Huge generalizations and exaggerations. I’m … Continue reading →

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quicksand.

my mind took a trip a walk in the woods under a canopy of quaking leaves created from history until I emerged beside a raging river water crashing into stone like thoughts rushing through me breaking at every twist becoming … Continue reading →

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borrowed.

∴ Please take this… It was meant for you. Forgive me For the time I wasted letting someone Borrow it from you. ♦ what sandra thinks

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skeletons.

My eyes sink to the floor I can’t look at you anymore You say I’m under your skin But I know what I’m keeping in The skeletons I’ve tried to hide Are desperate to be outside I fight to keep … Continue reading →

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