POET BIO: Sophia has a daring heart. Anxious, full of dreams, and endlessly persistent. She watches as her fears circle the drain and then instead of following them she renews her hope and chasing the small opportunities in each day. She may look soft but she has a fierce determination to get out of her…
POET BIO: Claire is a very colorful person. To her living life in “full color” represents emotional richness, diversity, and authenticity. She may seem aloof but only because she gets lost inside the vibrancy of life all around her. Her mind moves like watercolor turning ordinary moments into art. She doesn’t just see color she…
Summer was born on the hottest day of the year in a field of weeds in the middle of a family reunion. She is like a weed in so many ways. She embodies growth, freedom, and colorful rebellion. She doesn’t wait for permission to belong she just grows into the spaces she wants to be…
Where “woke” came from and went to
There are a few things I’ve learned in my 54 years of life. I feel like I should have learned more but I got a few truths I live by. 1- If someone doesn’t love you or like you don’t spend energy trying to change that. The only exception is if there was once love…
I was thinking about friendships and relationships and how I gravitate to those who aren’t afraid to carry light into the deepest darks. Those who aren’t afraid of tears. Who help you back up when you have no strength left. People who help you fight the lies and hunt for truth. I fell in love…
I have been stewing over this for days and needed to wrap my mind around a few things before I wrote about it. Mostly when I write it’s because I want to lend my own perspective. I know not everyone will agree with it. The Secretary of Health and Human Services recently came out and…
I have always been aware Of how fleeting moments were My friends will be laughing And I’ll close my eyes And soak it all up, hoping To never forget the sound I’ve laid next to my daughter As she fell asleep and I’d stay Just trying to memorize Her little breath, her littleness I’ll be…
A NANOPOBLANO POST Hi. People call me Hasty. I’ve changed so much since I started this blog. I barely recognize the person who came here trying to find myself. It’s amazing what you can learn about yourself when you start stringing thoughts together using words. I’m amazed at how much can happen in a few…
My life is a process Of inhaling and exhaling Of grieving the passing of Rejoicing in the newness of Feeling the wisdom of pain Wearing the comfort of love Hiding from myself While searching high and low Before finding myself Being fearful of what’s to come And being proud of what’s behind My life is…
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