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Water-torture test of character: passed

Um – obviously yesterday’s was one of those posts I thought twice about before hitting the “Schedule” button. Poetry is – uh – raw, innit? However, I’m boldly going there. Yep. I am. This is me, and this blogging project … Continue reading

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The Mayor of Cook St Village Laundromat

First published at Life As A Human March 2010. “A laundromat? Seriously?” said a friend of mine the other day. He apologized right away. That is, after I said: “Are you judging me because I use a laundromat, or because … Continue reading

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I have a tender heart

You must know this. It is only when his heart beats softly in my ear. It is only when the silence can settle in like a warm fog between and around us. It is only when the street sounds below … Continue reading

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Laundry Day

by Muse Blowing off a rainy hill workout to sit at the laundromat. A group of runners trots past, headlamps bobbing in the winter evening’s darkness. <<Guilt>> OK, that passed quickly. Hey maybe this is a good place to meet … Continue reading

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Moon Roof

Don’t worry over what has gone on before love. My world starts with you. Whatever mistakes we had to make, hearts we had to break, regrets we had to reconcile have already been folded into this abundant gorgeous life we … Continue reading

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Cougars are carnivores

by: Muse She always hated being called a cougar – just because she had a couple of younger boyfriends doesn’t meanshe wanted to devour them, and she never, ever went to clubs to find them, take them home and discard them in the … Continue reading

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I speak. I flow. I am.

Quiet friend who has come so far, feel how your breathing makes more space around you. Let this darkness be a bell tower and you the bell. As you ring, what batters you becomes your strength. Move back and forth … Continue reading

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Why I'm really running this marathon

It’s time for me to write this post. Please bear with me. It’s a long one. I think I’m running this marathon for Sarah; Oct 1, 1992 – Oct 5, 1992. Sarah Estelle Jean Klassen Wotherspoon was born 5 weeks … Continue reading

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