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:: : July 2015

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Tuesday, July 28, 2015. Where it was White. I removed my wedding veil and accidentally fell backwards into a bright window. I never heard the glass shatter, but everything was white and silent once I was through it. Nobody was with me and I couldn't make out any edges, anything to grab onto, so I was frightened. I tried to call out. There was no response except for the appearance of a pulsing, blurry splotch of red in the distance where I couldn't reach it. Why am I here inside this never ending white?

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:: : The Crowd of Myself

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Wednesday, August 5, 2015. The Crowd of Myself. What are you doing? Lighting my flowers on fire.". I'm so tired.". The eagles are coming.". They never told me they were coming.". Did you tell them you were ready? Well, there you go. You should tell them yes, for sure.". I'm not ready.". Yes you are.". If the eagles are coming, as soon as I glimpse them I will hide behind my book of chicken recipes.". They'll still see you and laugh.". Good That will be nice for them.". My bushy eyebrows.". 8220;I’v...

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:: : August 2015

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Monday, August 31, 2015. Once past the shrubbery, Jazleen darts back and forth in a straight line through the sports field and Cadence, standing still, begins to lose interest. Nevertheless, she stays because she thinks of it as giving Jazleen the gift of her presence. When she turns around, Jazleen's absence is like a giant ripped hole in her jeans that, against her wishes, begs to be torn larger. She groans and attempts to find her footing, but drops into a dark chasm that's not the least bit pleas...

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:: : Green Cakes

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Thursday, August 13, 2015. The neighbor kid was over for dinner and, after we ate, the children made green cakes with kinetic sand. Then they asked me to be the judge which meant I had to choose who got 1st, 2nd, 3rd. I don't like being the judge. All three of these cakes are great.". No, Mom, you have to choose who made the best cake. Only one person can win.". Then my heart hurted. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). I make things. Follow me on twitter, if you feel like it. View my complete profile.

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:: : The Shaking Dread

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Wednesday, August 12, 2015. Rex had dreadlocks. One day he had them chopped off and gave me one. He was excited to give it to me so I took it because I didn't want to hurt his feelings. We put it in a white envelope, I carried it home in my backpack, and put it on the floor in my closet. Once in a while I would pick up the envelope and peer inside. It was like looking at a small dead animal or perhaps a giant hairy worm, not that they appeared so when they were actually on his head. No," I said. A Flood ...

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:: : My Muffled Voice

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Sunday, August 9, 2015. I wrote, too, as you might guess by the photograph. Tamara, who is eight, was excited to use my forbidden camera to capture me with my journal book. I wrote three or four pages and all I got out of it was an idea for future poetry and a few brief paragraphs to show you. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). I make things. Follow me on twitter, if you feel like it. View my complete profile. Tweets by @Leah Schouten. Jellyfish and the Beads. Its Only a Moment. A Photo: Yellow Frill.

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:: : Because I Like to Write Letters

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Saturday, August 1, 2015. Because I Like to Write Letters. It was the sound of my own song that roused me. It came from you when you lifted your arm. Perhaps both of us were surprised, though somewhere beneath it all I had suspected you would make some small action eventually. Let's not talk about that now. I have more play-thinking to do. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). I make things. Follow me on twitter, if you feel like it. View my complete profile. Tweets by @Leah Schouten. Its Only a Moment.

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:: : A Photo: Yellow Frill

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Wednesday, August 5, 2015. A Photo: Yellow Frill. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). I make things. Follow me on twitter, if you feel like it. View my complete profile. Tweets by @Leah Schouten. Jellyfish and the Beads. Its Only a Moment. A Photo: Yellow Frill. The Crowd of Myself. Because I Like to Write Letters. Sites I Like to Visit. Four Parts Hope spread over a measure of struggle. Dec 4 – A Flood of Praise. Second Sunday of Advent. Here We Go Again. We Love You, Charlie Freeman. 8221; —Leona...