Who Waits Behind The Mask

Who waits behind that mask that stares into dark space? Whose eyes plead with yours to rip off the plastic face? Whose hands yank against the cloth that holds them in their place? Whose soul cries out in fear as nightmares come in chase What was that creature’s name before it was a ghost? What…

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No Labels at Our Table

Released into the sunshine to work in pairs, we were grateful to leave the small confines of the conference room that held 10 therapists for an Eye Movement Desensitization and Reprossessing (EMDR) training. Our exercise was to identify a lie we believed and think of resources that could be internalized to counteract that as part…

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My Version of Magic

Wear something you feel magical in. I read the invitation once more before blankly staring at my closet. Weeks away from graduating with my master’s degree, I was feeling physically exhausted and emotionally drained. There was very little I was feeling magical in, aside from, of course, my bed.

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Five O’Clock Friends

A few months ago my piano teacher asked me to pick out a song in the key of B flat major.

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No room in the inn or my heart

I have to confess that the holiday-version of me is intense.

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Falling Short

Three days after Christmas in 1999, I found out that my mom had died her in sleep.

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The Dragon Slayer

There is always a bad guy in my house. Light sabers, guns, swords, bows and arrows are often found on my living room floor.

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Knit Together

We were young when Sarah and I first met. I was 15, boy crazy and attempting to emulate my life from the movie Clueless.

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