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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.

song of the day. #34

I always struggle to enjoy the good days. I can’t help wondering about tomorrow. Will it be good, too, or will whatever messes with my head make tomorrow bad? It’s a terrible feeling. But that’s how it is. How I … Continue reading

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sometimes. #poetry

sometimes in my dreams your touch is so real that when I wake I cannot accept that your heart isn’t there beating with mine. ©2017 what sandra thinks

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dust. #poetry #haiku

My words turn to dust before I can decipher what they’re telling me. ©2017 what sandra thinks

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fiction friday 66: back to you. part 12. #fiction

back to you. part 12. [previous: part 1 | part 2 | part 3 | part 4 | part 5 | part 6 | part 7 | part 8 | part 9 | part 10 | part 11]

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and… the plot thins.

That’s right. It doesn’t thicken. I write and sometimes, I even write well. But I have a problem with my plots. They’re thin. They’re boring and predictable. They’re just… weak. I have never made an outline for any story I’ve … Continue reading

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blind. #poetry #haiku

Caught up in my dream I was blind to what you gave… Always wanting more ©2107 what sandra thinks

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the poet. (revisited)

This post was originally published in June 2016, about seven months after I began ‘seriously’ writing poetry (you know, excluding the embarrassing teenage/early 20s stuff). I had far fewer followers back in 6/2016 (about 1/3 of what I have now) … Continue reading

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mom’s boyfriend.

My mom has a boyfriend. And it makes me feel… weird. There’s nothing wrong with her having a boyfriend. My dad died over five years ago. I want Mom to be happy. And she is super-friendly and outgoing. People like … Continue reading

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