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Come sail your ships around me :: SOTD

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  “We talk about it all night long. we define our moral ground, but when I crawl into your arms, everything comes tumbling down.” She was raised near the ocean, salt water in her veins, sand in the tangled tendrils of her hair, and her way of loving, like the ebb and flow of the sea. Sometimes her mind wandered off, like the way the ocean disappears into the horizon at the break of dawn, or the twilight twinkle of almost night. He would try to find her then, grabbing her hand, pulling her close, biting that spot of her … Continue reading Come sail your ships around me :: SOTD

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So close no matter how far :: SOTD

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Keep Art Alive :: “Drained” :: Art by Lori Earley “Never opened myself this way. Life is ours, we live it our way. All these words I don’t just say, and nothing else matters.” Time ticks on, sometimes languidly, sometimes madly, and sometimes without any notice at all. They say that time heals all wounds, but I think they mean just on the surfaces. We heal, most certainly, we get up again, walk again, live this life again, with half-closed smiles, new cracks around our eyes, and a slightly diminished glow of hope on our skin. You have to look … Continue reading So close no matter how far :: SOTD

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If I could, baby, I’d give you my world :: Under the Covers

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Go Your Own Way (live) :: Lissie There were signs from the start that said turn back, but I pushed past them anyway, led by my heart and my hopeless optimism, both ever fatal flaws of mine. Each time I fall I think that I will not get beat up and bruised and lost in the tumble and toss of love, and each time I end up being wrong. A close friend of mine says when I love I love big and bold and bleeding, putting myself out so far that my veins and bones show, and that when there … Continue reading If I could, baby, I’d give you my world :: Under the Covers