• Love,  Love Love

    A Lesson in Love

    When you’re young, you watch movies and read books that teach you about this thing called “a spark”: a kind of magic that occurs between two people, a magic that we all have the ability to experience at some time in our lives. What is this “spark” we speak of? Well, some may describe it as love. And here’s what…

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    Feel. Fall. Foster.

    When the darkness slowly surrenders all it has so it can let the sun rise to its mighty height; when the moon kisses the rays of the sun to gently submerge into them: that is what love is. Love is not all kisses and flowers or hashtag goals. Love is not all poetry and beautiful words sewn into rhyming sentences.…

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    Love Brings You Home

    I used to tell myself that things in life always happen for a reason, and for a long time I have been assured believing that. Until now.  Until the moment that life throws everything at you — when you start to stumble down and you realize that what has seemed to be the quite right way to go has turned…

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    The Hurt

    She’s on the floor crying, sobbing, wishing, doing anything to make the hurt and pain go away. “Come back!” she screams in between sobs. He called her and said he doesn’t love her anymore. She doesn’t understand; how can you just suddenly stop loving someone? And how can you sleep at night knowing that you just broke someone’s heart? The…

  • Love,  Love Body,  Love Love

    A Home of Disorder

    I don’t really know my husband, and he really doesn’t know me. We have been together for six years, and we have changed so much in that time, but what has not changed is how fundamentally different we are. Don’t get me wrong, I can usually predict 75% of the things he will say and the ways he will react,…

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    On Love and Longing

    Another day… My phone rings. I was kind of expecting it or rather wishing it. It’s him again. He wanted me to meet his girlfriend. I got up. Got ready. I know we will never be a thing but still every time I can feel those butterflies. I get inside his car. They look too happy together. And it hurts…

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    Love, or Something Like It

    Matthew is angry. His mama keeps asking him and he doesn’t know. Matthew is almost four and wants to play with the pumpkin, not answer his mama’s question. He stamps his feet and his fists get angry, like they are tiny hard balls of hit. I – don’t – know! Matthew yells. Later, when his mama asks again, his belly…

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    Change Is a Good Thing

    It’s the end of the world. He and I are completely done. What did I even do wrong? The day was going so perfectly. We weren’t even fighting. What changed? We planned our future together. Once I was out of high school, everything was going to be perfect. I was going to go to college. He was going to be…

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    This Modern Love

    “We are fragile. Exploding like feathers from pillows of chaos.” – Christopher Poindexter Love. What is it? There are a multitude of adjectives that could answer this question. Love is patient. Love is kind. Love is beautiful beyond imagination. Love is fragile beyond repair. The great poets and authors of the past spent their entire lives twisting and twirling their…