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new beginnings

This past weekend I registered a new domain for a blog, The Denver Daily Dose, that I plan to start once I arrive in Denver.  Since I’ll be unemployed, I’ll  have a lot of  time on my hands, so I’m hoping to focus on my writing when I’m not job hunting.  I’ll continue to post [...]

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Sometimes, I write obituaries in my head.  Sometimes for strangers, sometimes for friends and maybe sometimes for you. I don’t think this is morbid.  I write the obituaries as a story, since that is what life is.  We meet people, we date people, we marry people and we bury people and all the while we learn their [...]

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A couple weeks ago, Adam and I drove to Spokane to help celebrate my youngest niece’s 3rd birthday.  At the age of three, she has more personality than probably all of us adults combined.  She’s super cute and says super cute and funny things. For example, we were about to eat her requested birthday lunch [...]

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The nylon fibers tickled my skin only to leave a red burn as I did the back stroke across the carpet in his bedroom.  A gummy worm hung from the corner of my laughing mouth.  I held the phone to my ear with the mouth piece barely clearing my ill-fitting neck brace.  Mom, I slurred [...]

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I held my hand an inch above his gaping mouth.  He laid flat on his back.  Drool slowly slid down between his lips, over his cheek and onto the beige pillowcase.   My fingertips felt warm air; he was not dead.  Then, as if a doctor had spanked his ass, he gasped and shuttered and his lungs [...]

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Once upon a time, I dated a married man.  Now before you stick that iron A into the coals, settle down and hear me out.  I didn’t know.  At least, I didn’t know at first.  Google let me in on the dirty, little secret the night before our sixth date. Yes, I google the guys I’m [...]

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I can’t find my bra.  Have you seen it? I asked while I looked underneath the throw pillows on the floor. You mean this one?  He asked, slowly pulling back the blankets.  The blue polka-dot cups covered his hairy chest, his tattooed arms were through the straps, but due to him being larger than I, the back of [...]

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There we stood, wide-eyed and holding our noses.  The cat was splayed on its back with its legs tethered to the corners of the desk with rope as thin as shoelaces.  The window was open, but the smell of anesthetic hovered in the air inside the sixth-grade classroom. A few of us stood on top [...]

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Through the two plate window, the sky was the color of ripe berries.  The stranger in 49B stirred and their magazine fell to the floor.  Absolutely beautiful, I whispered to myself.

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I remember sitting in the backseat with my childhood best friend as my dad drove the car with my mom in the passenger seat along the highway to Spokane to go shopping at Northtown Mall. I remember seeing the 4 door sedan in front of us swerve out of their lane and onto the shoulder [...]

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