Octopoem Day 8

You’re getting two posts today because I missed the day 8 deadline 😬 Grands- Two tow-headed blondes now dark As winter continues to fill the night with snow Running in and out and biking in circles through the hall Too cold to stay out too long  Wearing Hawaii gear today during the visit Climbing over

Dodoitsu Day 7

What lies behind that sparkle? Childhood trauma still with you? Secrets locked inside your tears? I beg you; please stay https://stephaniesaysso.blogspot.com/2021/04/day-7-japanese-dodoitsu-poem-for-30.html?spref=fb&fbclid=IwAR0lbOiyx-BmMkWgOWsoMZ9b1x8yzJF0-xyBQND7Lhl2EOnBU9pfxHfhj1w&m=1

Pyramid Poem Day 6

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The 5 W’s Day 5

The five w’s Day 1

The sides of the old oven shriek in pain and despair, As steel wool battles the years of greasy buildup black blobs of goo stick to the sink, unwilling to give up the fight Morning sun warms the wood floors and her feet, and beams glint off the silver liberated from life’s mire. Join anytime

Churning

I’m uncomfortable. My stomach churns. My life has been about trying to hold the center line and bring people closer through commonalities. However, that seems unallowable in our current state. Everyone wants you to choose sides or assure them they are the ones that are right while the rest (the other side) do not have

little Things

Wreaths hanging around Offering welcome and warmth Safety from the cold

Flash Fiction Contest 1 hour/1000 words

The breath is so loud.  She almost believes it is someone running to catch up rather than her own ragged breathing. Her brain berates her and she doesn’t have the time to stop and go through the necessary steps to calm it. No time to take four controlling breaths. No time to write what she

Misunderstood

I misunderstood addiction. I thought I was an expert. Food, money, sex. Unfortunately, addiction understands and humbles me. Generally, I don’t take pain pills because I have a high pain tolerance—just Tylenol and Advil. Post knee replacement four years ago (before the opioid epidemic was a thing), I was given 150 hydrocodone tablets to take

Motherhood and Letting Go

  Maybe I’ll blog, I think with no real intention (again) of putting effort behind the thought. But then, today, I read the blog of a “friend”–basically someone I met while studying for my MFA- whose words have always touched me in ways I can’t explain. Today they made me cry while I read them.