Tag Archives: Words

Why I Care

I am an occasional blogger. There are not enough hours in a day (or night) to do all of the things I want to do and blog too. So, I write when I can and blog when I have shaped … Continue reading

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Hey, Are You OK?

you saw me fall but carried on not bothering to see if another, an other, needed you to care and simply ask me hey, are you ok? ** How many times have I seen someone in need, either physicall or … Continue reading

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sticks and stones and hurtful words

your words just words like a dagger its sharp point tearing the skin splintering bones its jagged edges piercing my heart as blood spills deep pain overwhelms and crushes my spirit sadness invades my soul and I feel its mournful … Continue reading

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my mistake

I really get worked up over mistakes. I literally go into panic mode very quickly when I discover that I have made a mistake. Why can’t I just accept it? I will make mistakes and sometimes they can be corrected. … Continue reading

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Point of View

** I grew up in a world full of Mexican slang that was part of every conversation. Spanglish was my first language, and it was fun to use. My younger siblings never really learned the language. To them, it became … Continue reading

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So it goes…

I actually wrote quite a bit yesterday, but at the end of my day I had nothing to post. I had plenty of words, but no complete thoughts. My brain was full of disconnected one liners and incomplete phrases. I … Continue reading

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Is he sharp?

he’s sharp sharp as a razor whose blade no longer cleanly slices but gouges skin and scrapes across blemish leaving seeping wounds of pain that lingers and small pools of blood that quickly spread across the semi-stubbled face it leaves … Continue reading

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The Song

This is a reflection of my friendships at work. I wrote this at my new desk on a Friday and found it in my notes. I recently moved from an office of ten people, where I’ve worked for 4 years, … Continue reading

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Words…

The words escape me, but I know I felt it sometime today When I feel it again I’ll be ready With words

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Where are the words?

I’m discovering some things about myself during this adventure in writing. They’re not all new things, nor are they necessarily great revelations about anything significant (except, maybe, to me). It’s just that I am noticing and paying attention to my … Continue reading

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