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    Life Musings, North America

    Landscapes

    The snow makes crunching noises beneath my boots. The air is crisp and when the wind blows, bitterly cold, burning my cheeks. There are no tracks. The houses in the neighborhood are…

  • TheBarefootBeat
    Poetry

    Telescope

    “Your heart is a telescope,” I hear a man on the radio tell me. “An empty bucket for collecting light.” It collects a lot of other things, too. Beach trash Pebbles with…

  • sacred-rage
    Poetry

    COEUR-age

    Many times I have sat down at my desk to write to you. To tell you so many things, to share the inside out becoming outside in, to try to put words…

  • TheBarefootBeat
    Life Musings

    A Good Year

    Girls are giggling and dancing in a circle, linking their arms and kicking their feet. They’re second graders and they’re girl scouts. It’s a Sunday morning and I’m at work, but it…

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    Life Musings

    A season of stillness

    A woman wearing leopard ballet flats and a canvas bag slung across her shoulder pauses outside the window to light a cigarette before moving on. For once, I am not the one…

  • Life Musings

    Grief, grace, and gratitude

    “I’m angry. I’m just really pissed off at the Universe right now. I’m just….mad.” I confessed this to a group of women (some of whom I barely know) recently. They watched with…