Sideways Dreams I love it when the clouds swirl and swish about in different directions, knocking angrily against each other in the sky. The clean…
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Carny Days What difference do the mad genes make when everyone is running? The speed of my thoughts makes up for the snail pace of…
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I thought the words and thoughts escaped me, but the mind is perpetual movement and the physical change of space a welcome opportunity. Granted it’s…
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I am forced to sit in the unpleasant, unfamiliar silence and hear myself calling. “Lady, so pleased to meet you. Take a load off.…
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She and I were star stuff symbiotic, dear, precious friends, old lovers who finished each other’s sentences. – Jacqueline Cioffa “Her salt mine seas…
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“Excuse me for being so intellectual. I know you would prefer something nice and feminine and affectionate.” – Zelda Fitzgerald, Dear Scott, Dearest Zelda: The…
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FORTITUDE. @jacquelinecioffa The essence continues because you do. Harrison leaves the door open a crack. I seize the opportunity to revisit my whole, healthy self…
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The Paradox of Our Age and a Beatbox By Jacqueline Cioffa I’m not going to spin the crooked ways the world disgusts me, fueled by greed,…
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