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First flowers of spring


Today I was outside and the sun was shining and I spotted a patch of flowers popping off a limb of the neighbors tree. I ran across the grass in my bare feet and scooped them up and took a big whiff. Oh so sweet smell of spring. I left three on the tree and clipped three off for myself. That’s all just a splotch of spring for you today I’m so excited for warm weather and oh my gosh maybe a little tan on this pale tail of mine. Sunshine makes me happy!!


Press me harder

Your with me like the wet on my tongue
the arch of my back
the rise of my calf
the memories of young
the stretch of my arm
the breadth of my chest
the aching for rest
Where do I hide
with you buried inside
the marrow of my bones
the blood of my bodily home
the bend of my knee
the fold of my soul
the depth of my eye
the crease of my cheek
Even at night in my brain while I sleep
your bumping around the corners of me
introducing yourself to new parts of me
The curl of my hair
the nape of my neck
the flex of my wrist
the twitch in my chest
Your swallowing all of my inches of self
till your with me always and Im no longer myself


A little bit obscure

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And you touch me from a thousand miles away,
And fill my veins with gold.
Make my hands heavy as stones.
No price is as good as riches stole,
No gift as good as a freely given soul.
And when my energy shouts into the blackness
No sound returned
I know you get what you earn.
In wealth or love or all the above
It’s not about the total, its about the sum.


Zombie apocalypse prepper

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And you won’t catch one once of hesitation.
I’ll keep perfect time with your pleasant conversation,
But just know the whole time in my mind,
im biding my time,
If this situation gets much worst,
which one of you will I kill first?
And yes,
please share your political views.
It will make it easier to choose.
Oh, Please don’t say I’m rude,
Just because I say it before you do.
And I’ll appreciate you not calling me awkward
When I pull out my zombie apocalypse torcher
If things go well we can just make s’mores
If things go south this is what it’s all about
And don’t you judge me because,
I don’t find “zombies just lovely”
And don’t you condemn me
because you don’t believe in them,
or preparing for the end.
Or shouldn’t I just smile, nod and grin.
Oh yes tell me about your gun again.

Blind America

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And number one
means nothing now,
since you brought home the prize cow.
And pies have nothing on your recipe…
of happy and family.
Of Duncan Hines,
and fat behinds,
of mortgages,
and greener times.
No IRS or insurance ties.
No living life in peaceful times.
Just keep selling lies,
just keep America blind.
~ Beth ~


Always be yourself unless…

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“Always be yourself, unless you can be a unicorn. And then be a unicorn.”

Wedding picture with parents

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Just got this shot back from the photographer and I love it so much! Nicks parents are on his side and mine are on my side. Great picture layout.
By: Kali Davenport


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