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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.

counting sheep.

some nights like tonight sleep hides from me I look everywhere but it becomes the ultimate game of hide and seek all the sheep leap the fence one two three but even they do not help me find my lost … Continue reading →

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stop.

I wrote this as a short narrative when I was about 17 years old. I found it in an old notebook a few months ago when I hit the jackpot in my basement. I played around with it a few different … Continue reading →

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loss not love.

I am a romantic. All the time. Not forcibly according to a calendar. This ‘February is the month of love‘ crap is madness. Have we really gotten so preoccupied, so distracted, that we need a specific month to remind us … Continue reading →

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try it on.

Try this one — my favorite You’re not supposed to be here. Don’t worry, I waited ‘til I was alone. Before you brought me this lacey thing? Yes because I knew I had to see you Wearing this one immediately I … Continue reading →

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how I met their father. part 5.

the story of my love life: Part 1 – Fame | Part 2 – Sandra Goes Wild | Part 3 – Sandra Grows Up… and Down | Part 4 – Uncomfortably Numb We’re kind of past the ‘how I met’ part of the story… so consider this … Continue reading →

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yesterday’s storm.

I wanted to share the photos… then they inspired this ‘modified memory’… so you get both… Pink sunset (edited only to add text). Photo by Sandra. Do you remember the time You snuck into my room That night after the storm … Continue reading →

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fiction friday 11: roses are blue.

Hope you enjoy this week’s installment… we’re on our way out of the timeline jump…! And as always, thanks for reading!

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dessert first.

This could have been a substitute Fiction Friday for tomorrow… but I might get death threats if I do that to anyone reading that series. So… instead, it’s a bonus. Enjoy. He stood at the stove, unaware of her silent … Continue reading →

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