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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.

mysterious: a limerick.

mysterious. Many nights I lie awake sleepless Because you keep too many secrets I’m tired of guessing Thoughts you’re repressing Your silence is your greatest weakness   Mind and Life Matters limerick poetry challenge.

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b is for best.

#atozchallenge b is for best. I was wrong to invest so much in everyone else. It should have been far less because you are the best. Posted as part of the A to Z challenge — a letter a day … Continue reading →

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a is for ant.

#atozchallenge a is for ant.  When I was a little girl I dreamt the strangest things Like the tiger locked with me in my mother’s car Oh, he scared me but never attacked (Maybe this was the product Of my … Continue reading →

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fiction friday 19: the massage. (part 2)

The Massage… I hope you enjoy Part 2 of the story. If you missed it, here’s Part 1. 

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weekly perk. #10

This space is reserved for happy, positive things. I wasn’t sure what to write here this week… which is ironic because I feel good. I could come up with reasons I’m feeling this way, but I don’t want to overthink … Continue reading →

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imperfection.

You told me I was perfect I adored those words Because to me they meant Perfect for you But I was wrong It was the beginning of our end The pedestal you built for me Was too high off the … Continue reading →

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music man.

A little something fun. Feeling a little playful. Hope it makes you smile. I think you know my secrets At least one or two of them My poorly veiled weaknesses That make me a slave to men Not all men … Continue reading →

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ghost.

I have a secret I took to my grave I wish I had Confessed to you What I held in silence Because You should know I love you I have always loved you And I never told you Now I … Continue reading →

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