Mindful Saturday
Woke up later than usual at seven. Smiled and went to the bathroom, brushed my teeth. In the kitchen, I washed an apple and boiled water for tea. Poured the water over the loose...
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Smuggs ’14 Chronicle, Day 8, August 1, 2014, part II
I watch Mira exit the Pipe Slide at the North Hill Aquatic Center. She flounders in the exit pool, her arms and legs thrashing as her head bobs up and down. My heart skips...
Untitled – The More
Poem Does it matter? It does matter I like a bit of vanilla and nutmeg In my pancakes Flipped once it will take care of you Fluffy reward for being a patient soul...
Smuggs Chronicle ’14, Day 8: August 1, 2014
Swollen masses of cumulus clouds swallow the sky above Mansfield. They spread like a glacier-paced avalanche. Behind them, patches of blue remain. Beyond that, the midday sun shines. We’ve already swum our laps and...
A World To Be Seen
Poem Filtered lens Blinding peace and simplicity Could it be possible To feel it richer, deeper More authentic, open and free A window covered With thoughts, things to do Busy narrow worry Wiping it...
