lost it! I don’t think this poem was meant to be posted.
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Welcome
I started this blog after moving to northern New Mexico from coastal North Carolina. Feeling the loss of my creative community, I started posting works in progress as a way to push myself forward and connect with other writers and painters.
For the first eight months or so I offered original narrative images as weekly image prompt for writers. The Storybook Collaborative pages document the collaborations.
Sadly - for I have enjoyed the adventure, and meeting so many interesting, creative souls - keeping the blog has has taken a back seat to sleep, family, work obligations and the birth of our Mountain daughters. I'd like to get back to it and still hope to one day. Until such time I am delighted by your visit and hope you will leave a comment and come back for more.
mine enemy grows older 
so if I shake mine I can get the kinks out? Some of my readers like it the kinkier the better. Oh, wait, was that the kind of kinky you were talking about?
I had to burn everything I wrote when I became a quiter. They turnded into triggers for…
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I cut off the top of my ear giving myself a haircut when I quit…
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