Sometimes life gets the best of me. I let it. Sometimes I wallow. Too much thinking. Too much comparing. I
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Author: pcarlson
Empty your Pockets
It’s a Sunday morning on the coast and the clouds make their way to shore. The smell of rain is
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Ace of Hearts
To my King of Hearts… Masquerade hearts don’t keep from getting broken and what we dwell on becomes our identity. I
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Self Indulgence
Moon shadows flowers bloom and I am smiling. The night falls and stars fill my sky. Sleep comes to find
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A Subtle Touch
As the voice in you touches me… I speak
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Time Travel
Here I am again… knowing there is no catching up to the time that passes, but finding my way to
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The Paradox of Wonder
Always the constant wonderer it was inevitable that I get to the crux of it all. Well, to the crux
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On the Other Side of Life
It’s working. Not being a survivor is serving me well. I ask for help when I need it and yet
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Acceptance
I’ve survived an abortion attempt on my own life, neglect, an attack by a serial rapist, and recently watched my
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What’s it like in there?
Inspiration comes from many places. It’s not always explainable. It can come out of nowhere and last but a minute.
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