I felt like this today. You don’t need to hear about the numbness, excruciating pain, overwhelming anxiety, residual anxiety, paranoia, dizziness or that I prayed to…
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“there are a thousand communicable ways to talk love, there is not one fitting word to explain away empty.” – Jacqueline Cioffa
Leave a Comment“As an artist do I need constant flux to create? How will I find words in the woods surrounded by trees and rotten cornfields?…
One CommentOne, Two Buckle My Shoe By Jacqueline Cioffa One, two buckle my shoe. I don’t know how other writers find their way into a story.…
4 CommentsLupe and I must have walked the loop at Hoopes Park a thousand times, or more. In ten-degree freezing black ice, navigating lethal dangerous walkways (and…
5 CommentsThis is my story. Boots and a bag, sherbet sunrise, an extended furlough at the beach, the Cove, side-trip to the bayou and the self-confinement of four walls inside…
Leave a CommentProud to be a featured #MentalHealthWarrior and fellow Stigma Fighter on The Lithium Chronicles. Together, we are changing the world’s views on mental illness through our words…
One CommentI wasn’t going to write a sappy. I wasn’t. But, I jumped. My father was and always will be…
2 CommentsFrom: Jacqueline Cioffa <choff777@aol.com> Subject: jelly beans and bed sheets Date: April 10, 2007 7:39:59 AM EDT To: Jacqueline Cioffa <choff777@aol.com> I wrote Jellybeans and…
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