Stand Back and Breathe

I have lately been so heartbroken and angry about all that has happened in the last week (last months, last years). When I see George Floyd’s face it is all I can do to not cry. And today one of my friends told me she hasn’t touched, let along hugged, another person since March 11 […]

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Writing Prompt Wednesday 4: How did that go for you?

Prompt The last time I tried to control someone . . . On Writing There is only one rule, keep your hand moving. Don’t worry about grammar, spelling, or punctuation. If you feel stuck, keep writing anyway. Try going back to the prompt and write it out until other words arise, then write those—or, repeat […]

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AFP Breaks My Heart ~ American Sentence (lost) Day 85 of 108

Amanda Fucking Palmer blows my mind and my heart. She is relentless in her raw vulnerability, an inspiration, an ardent champion for humanity in all its passion and messiness and ugliness and real-ness.

There is no intermission. Only life.

Photo of Amanda Palmer in Ireland by Stephanie Zakas

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lessons from a street waif – don’t fall through the cracks, transcend them

The benefactor:
Sometimes people know that you are homeless. If you are young, and perhaps very pretty or have some kind of odd feature that is attractive, a more affluent potential protector may make it known that he wants to save you. (Again, sometimes a protector may be a she, but a he is more common). He may have a wife and even a daughter your very own age. He has all the best intentions for you – clean clothes, a warm bed, a shower, food. He might even take you shopping and out to a fancy restaurant . . .

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