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Seeing into the Dark
Something has shifted. I read back my essay from 2 weeks ago and it already feels like a lifetime ago. Maybe it is just the shift in weather. We have a taste of warm summer weather. A stint of 70 + degree weather over the past couple of days. The knee-high snow has mostly melted…
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Facing my baby deaths but what’s the point
Face the truth You will die You will die Do you feel the shock yet? Do you feel the fear of that truth? That one day, your last breath will leave you and you will shit and piss and your body will decay into a stinking rot, worms and maggots will crawl through your skin…
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To my lovers
I want to burn it all And as I watch the lands in flame I will march you to the cliff for your sentence and the crowds will stand in witness as your sins are read I will hang you Strip your skin from your muscle so you are raw and exposed and then whip…
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a wolf and a bunny
can a bunny play with a wolf? maybe for a little while the sweet thing hopping, wrinkling its nose the wolf gently nuzzling the bunny innocent and naïve though within, the thing is quivering, having a sense that it should run away why doesn’t it leave? well, who knows but what is bound to happen…
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Moving Forward
I wanted to write this post about intentions but I got stuck, lost the thread, and got bored. So instead, I will write something similar but different. I found a book called Design your Life that I had bought a long time ago. In it, there is an exercise where you make a metaphor for…
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October 6, 2020
The flow of life is interesting and if we follow the river, amazing discoveries reveal themselves. Things shifted a bit over the past month and a half. I have dived into exploring watercolor and oil pastels. It was something that has nudged me for a while, for several years, in fact. I finally started and…
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August’s Offering
Several poems, both spoken and written, a story, and an illustration Follow the journey as displayed, jump around, or start at the end and work backwards. As always, pick what works and leave the rest. A poem: Untitled My emotions pass through me like a river I try to capture them To record this experience…
Nicole Vitale 