Born in the Pacific Northwest and raised by a strong woman I became just that, a strong woman. I write about others tales of life, love and sorrow as well as my own. I fell that life is neither good or bad, rather inspiring, it is up to the individual to decide how it is perceived. Life is what you make of it, what you take from it, and if you break from it. I love Hemmingway and his descriptions, Niche and his honesty, and of course, The Almighty for his generosity.
I always seemed to wonder
If you could love my blunders
and take me in just how I came to be.
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Could you love me?
Could you be inspired by me?
Could you understand me?
Could you remember me?
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Something’s about to happen.
What it is I don't know just yet.
But it's big, and its coming.
It's coming to steal my smile
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One can easily envisage a love that is flawless.
A sovereignty of inhibitions, a union impassible, infallible.
Phenomenal perfection from every perspective.
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