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Category Archives: writing
I’ve got a secret. #3
I am in pain. I have been in pain for so long that I can’t remember what it feels like to have no pain. And I’m not talking about the emotional stuff. (Although this pain definitely brings me down… and … Continue reading
ideas.
I’ve been tossing a few ideas around in my head. It’s fucking crowded in there, so these may be terrible ideas. It’s hard to tell. I don’t know that any of said ideas will amount to anything. But… since I … Continue reading
invention. #poetry
I wonder sometimes if you’re out there if you’re real or if I invented you to convince myself that I’m not alone ©2017 what sandra thinks
gone. #poetry
I thought I lost you because when I woke you were gone. But… I could never lose you because you were never there. ©2017 what sandra thinks
no more mondays.
No… I haven’t found the antidote to the dreaded day of the week we call Monday. Sorry if I got your hopes up. This is about Moody Monday. (And yes, I do realize I’m posting this on a Thursday…) I’ve … Continue reading
unreal. #poetry #haiku
I want to touch you… kiss you, love you, make you mine. Too bad you’re not real. ©2017 what sandra thinks
september by the ocean. #poetry
some days I quietly remember that warm night in September when I found you by the ocean both overcome with emotion I knew I’d found the reason I had to keep believing because you smiled and words were spoken and … Continue reading
moody monday. #15
First… to follow up from last week… Thanksgiving wasn’t as horrible as I feared it would be. It actually went pretty well. No one upset me, intentionally or otherwise. Nothing came up that made me feel like a loser. The … Continue reading








