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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.

shimmer. #poetry

Posted on 6 August 2017 by what sandra thinks

When you whisper in my ear and tell me I’m beautiful When you pull me close to you and kiss my waiting lips When you take my hand in yours and smile your perfect smile I see the shimmer in … Continue reading →

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partners in crime. #fiction #minifiction

Posted on 4 August 2017 by what sandra thinks

partners in crime. “Thanks for coming.” “You know I’m always here for you.” “But this… it’s asking a lot.” “I know you’d do the same for me. Now, come on. Help me get this into the hole.” “Are we good?” … Continue reading →

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about my writing again.

Posted on 4 August 2017 by what sandra thinks

It is currently 1:42 am Friday morning. Usually, I’d post fiction friday about 8 or 9 hours from now. But this next part… the one I had already written 4 times when I posted about it on Monday… well… I’m on version … Continue reading →

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because I do. #poetry

Posted on 3 August 2017 by what sandra thinks

Remember the night you told me I was the one? Because I do. Remember the smile in your eyes and on your face? Because I do. Remember the love in your kiss and your whispers? Because I do. Remember the … Continue reading →

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song of the day. #37

Posted on 2 August 2017 by what sandra thinks

I never gave myself a chance. But to be fair, I didn’t know how. For as long as I can remember, I didn’t know what I wanted to be when I grew up. I still don’t know. Hell, I’m not even … Continue reading →

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toothbrush. #fiction #minifiction

Posted on 1 August 2017 by what sandra thinks

She removed every last stitch of clothing from her body and pulled on his shirt. She felt surrounded by him. Pausing for a moment, her eyes fell to her toothbrush standing in the glass by the sink. Beside his. There … Continue reading →

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with you. (revisited) #poetry

Posted on 1 August 2017 by what sandra thinks

with you. (written January 2016; reposting because I love this one…) I am weak And I am afraid To tell you That I am in love With your eyes With the sound of your laugh And your voice (Deep and … Continue reading →

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writing and my mood.

Posted on 31 July 2017 by what sandra thinks

I’m feeling good. Though I always have that touch of fear… that worry… that it’s not going to last. And that’s true… it won’t. I have ups and downs. I won’t be up forever. When I’m down, I can’t imagine … Continue reading →

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