I’m just tired from a week of travel and trying to wrangle a recently-neutered puppy. Have a haiku I wrote to the November Poem a Day prompt “anti” a few years ago. It’s definitely representative of how I feel right …

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Like many women my age, I grew up on a lot of “orphan fiction,” for lack of a better term. Anne of Green Gables is the most pertinent example, but of course there were plenty of Dickensonian orphans before Anne …

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That semester I had loaded all of my classes onto Tuesdays and Thursdays, running on Tuesdays from I think 9 in the morning all the way to 9 at night. That front-loading is how I will always remember it was …

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This comes from a prayer journal. I don’t recall the immediate context, but it feels like an opposite of the Armor of God. I’ve made strides in a lot of these, I think, especially bitterness and negativism, but some of …

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Getting a puppy has been amazing, but also insanely stressful. Things are slowly getting better, but the number of times I’ve had to keep him from, say, eating literal garbage is not small. Me being me, of course I see …

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I feel a little like I’m cheating today, since I’m only posting one haiku. Hopefully the story makes up for it. One of my earliest memories is actually of a dream—a nightmare at the time—where I was locked outside our …

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I was looking in my archives for a ridiculous poem to publish today. I chose this one because even I was taken aback by the surprisingly serious turn. I wrote this when the Katamari Damacy games were probably in their …

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Today’s sonnet comes from last November’s poem a day challenge. The prompt was Target. I’m not particularly a Target shopper/fangirl, but I can definitely relate to needing to get away sometimes, and especially to purchasing random junk to self-soothe under …

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At the church where I grew up, my dad volunteered to run the church soundboard. To get there, you had to climb a ladder in the library to a small platform—kind of scary, and definitely breaking all sorts of accessibility …

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