Monthly Archives: October 2015

There’s something romantic

There’s something romantic about leaving your love at a bus stop The rain beating down on your umbrella the pitter patter matching the beat of your heart warm hands laced together, intertwined as you feel the minutes the seconds counting down When I say romantic, I mean heartwrenching three days out of the year I […]

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The return of the crayons

I was coloring before it was cool. The comforting smell of crayola crayons. That large box complete with a sharpener in the back. The feeling of a freshly-sharpened colored pencil meeting the paper. Growing up, I loved coloring. And that love never dissipated. I found that the best way to relieve stress when I was in […]

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To NaNo or not to NaNo

If you read my last post, To be or not to be, you might sense a recurring theme in the way I’m thinking about my life. I’m at the point where I need to start making these decisions. If I’m going to be a writer, then I need to write. Just in case you didn’t […]

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To be or not to be

To be or not to be. Arguably the most well known phrase in the English language. Benedict Cumberbatch took his turn playing the lead in Shakespeare’s Hamlet at the National Theater in London. Watching it streamed in a buttery-smelling movie theater in Omaha NE doesn’t have quite the same feel. But the production was phenomenal, nonetheless. I […]

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The Tree

Tall. Sturdy. Unwavering. Leaves lightly flutter in the wind, as if to reach out for something more, desiring to possess beyond what is already has. Yearning. But then, aren’t trees supposed to be strong and steadfast in their ways? Aren’t its branches standing tall, higher among all of the others? The tallest tree among its kind. […]

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True Breaths

you warn me that the days are passing you teach me how to smile through tears you sing to me creating the melody of my heart you hold me together in your warm embrace and we breath in sync at last

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Shadow Spaces

I cannot feel the cold wind against my face nor the ache of the rocks beneath my feet I march forward, a slave to time as my shadow paces behind me, slowly falling into step the tips of it’s feet sown onto mine and we move, two as one tugging and pulling two dimensions glued together […]

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Day Two

Coffee cup

I have reached Day Two off coffee. My head is pounding and I feel extremely spacey. Sleep is knocking but I’m trying to shake it off. I’m pretty sure the coffee pot has started taunting me. I mean, I can just hear it calling out from the break room. But my willpower is strong and […]

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Down the tunnel we go

Prompt: You’re outside cutting your grass when you come across a large hole in the ground. It looks to be some sort of a tunnel to another world. You decide to peek through and see where it leads, only it leads you to a pivotal moment in your past-and the opportunity to change it.  As […]

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New indigenous peoples day challenges the status quo

Back in college, I wrote an article about Indigenous People’s Day. And in honor of Christopher Columbus day, I thought I’d re share it.  Published: May 13, 2014 Last month, a vote passed through the Minneapolis City Council asking for the recognition of Indigenous People’s Day on what is popularly known as Christopher Columbus Day. […]

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