Chinese Finger Trap Pose: The Yoga of Fear

What will it take for you to free yourself? That's a question I asked myself as I sipped green tea and tried to kick into gear for the first day back in the real world after the winter holiday vacation. For a long time, I have focused on what I am really good at and... Continue Reading →

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206: Tweeting Teens

A poem inspired by a solo dining experience   Type Shovel Swallow. Anything not to be here. Come with me, I don't want to be alone. Anything not to be seen. Moving among the mirrors, Looking anywhere that isn't real. Reflections just soften the blow Of landing in what can't be changed. But there is... Continue Reading →

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