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She was in good spirits now that she’d learn to forgive.
How had that happened anyway?
It couldn’t have been just the yoga…
» Posted By chantemcb On 05.09.2019 @ 7:47 pm
She was a host for his virus.
He injected her with depression & darkness and madness.
» Posted By chantemcb On 03.23.2019 @ 5:39 am
Call the fucking paramedics.
I’m having a heart attack.
Because we actually agree on something.
Pigs DO fly backwards in May.
» Posted By chantemcb On 02.25.2019 @ 8:01 pm
When no one’s around
to break the rules
I’ve agreed to.
I have in the past
And I’m evolving
to honor my commitments
And trust myself again.
» Posted By chantemcb On 02.24.2019 @ 6:57 am
his caramel skin remained supple even as he shed his harness and bolted over the fence
bucking in the dappled sunlight
winnying cries of freedom
» Posted By chantemcb On 02.17.2019 @ 6:12 pm
Her old goals weren’t cutting it any more, her values were shifting and her dreams were muddy and tarnished by reality…
» Posted By chantemcb On 01.13.2019 @ 7:18 pm
she suffered from “hope springs eternal” syndrome
until she didn’t
until she finally realized that hope is not a strategy
» Posted By chantemcb On 01.03.2019 @ 8:20 am
how to weave together so many disparate personalities into one cohesive fabric of humanity?
» Posted By chantemcb On 01.02.2019 @ 7:33 am
the peach colored pear ornaments glistened with fake snowflakes attached
they represented unattainable expensive things
and she craved them with the same passion hugh jackman had for singing and dancing
» Posted By chantemcb On 12.26.2018 @ 5:51 am
She tried to sneak in, but the ringtone gave her away
Why hadn’t she remembered to turn off her cellphone?!
Now it was all for naught…
» Posted By chantemcb On 12.22.2018 @ 6:28 am
she’d never expected to be in banking
she’d thought it would be like the Mary Popppins movies
crusty old men in grey suits
turns out, it was more than a cliche
» Posted By chantemcb On 12.20.2018 @ 7:06 am
she had more than the occasional doubt that she’d made the right choice
but she’d only seen the one option at the time
so what else could she have done?
» Posted By chantemcb On 12.14.2018 @ 4:44 am
eyes colored like espresso
he’d never seen anyone so beautiful
» Posted By chantemcb On 12.10.2018 @ 6:42 pm
they were builders of brains
surgically removing the extraneous tissue and residual
» Posted By chantemcb On 12.08.2018 @ 6:38 am
how had the fun-loving, fun-living girl reached this?
this state of curl-up-in-a-ball while wailing into her wine depression…
» Posted By chantemcb On 12.05.2018 @ 6:56 am
I’ve spent most of my life being broke.
As a child, I never felt poor.
As a young adult, I traveled around the world on a dime – seeing the glorious colors of each continent.
Then I grew up and became a 1%er on paper. But charged it all.
I lost my job and the weight of those decisions weighed on me and my family like a glacier.
I earned what I could – which was about the same as I earned in college.
And the hill of debts grew into mountain range of strewn paper.
Robbing Peter to pay Paul.
Now I’m earning a decent salary again.
Each payday, I wake up and pay my bills – trying to tunnel through the mountain with a teaspoon.
30 minutes and most of the wages are gone – towards the interest.
Reminding myself to have the patience of Andy DuFresne.
And to NEVER charge anything to a credit card.
You’ll spend your life paying for things you don’t remember.
» Posted By chantemcb On 11.15.2018 @ 5:01 am
her cup overflowed with the bitter dregs of disappointment
she didn’t get the role..the recognition she craved
she’d have to flex her acting muscles
and face the jeering crowd
» Posted By chantemcb On 11.13.2018 @ 2:16 am
The red and white Japanese lantern served as the nightlight for her dreams.
As she swam to sleep, she’d see the faint light illuminate her imagination…
» Posted By chantemcb On 11.10.2018 @ 8:49 am
the iridescent skyscraper filled skyline shimmed in the evening like fireflys electifying the dusk on a hot summer night
» Posted By chantemcb On 11.03.2018 @ 1:00 pm
i was wrong
i said it.
i’m sorry i labeled you.
i’m sorry i was thoughtless.
i’m sorry i forgot how sensitive you are and shattered your heart. again.
i was wrong.
» Posted By chantemcb On 10.31.2018 @ 7:41 pm
he heard the doorbell and panicked
was she here already?!
he hadn’t finished shaving…
» Posted By chantemcb On 10.21.2018 @ 5:01 pm
such a shockingly violent way to start the day
clangle, jangle, buzz
get yo’ ass up outta that bed
and get to work
it doesn’t feel live i’ve won the morning…
» Posted By chantemcb On 10.20.2018 @ 4:56 pm
Yoga illuminated her thought.
It was a respite from all the “go go go” constant “gotta check off my to do list” busy-ness of life.
She could be in stillness & reconnect with her thoughts and feelings.
THIS is who I am – she thought….
» Posted By chantemcb On 10.19.2018 @ 4:57 am
She offered him the best of herself…and he rebuffed her.
He didn’t explain why – kept it light, kept if “friend” ly
She died a thousand deaths
» Posted By chantemcb On 10.18.2018 @ 6:51 pm
He gestured wildly to her, yet didn’t say a word. His lips were pursed – partly surprised – and partly disgusted by what he saw: A severed hand emerging from leaf-covered mounds of dirt. Traces of blood splattered across the digits.
It was her first day as a police officer, and she froze. The training manual was much more clinical than the emotions that roiled her senses.
» Posted By chantemcb On 10.15.2018 @ 7:15 pm
she sang with a purity that could only be described as angelic.
crystalline notes soar into the heavens,
causing God to raise her lips in a smile of appreciation
» Posted By chantemcb On 10.12.2018 @ 6:46 pm
What a shit show.
The marionette nominee was being paraded to distract the American people from the other issues that were stripping rights away from American Citizens as deliberately has a stripper performs a lapdance. Slow, intentional and with a deliberate focus.
» Posted By chantemcb On 10.05.2018 @ 3:47 am
Her life was a circus
Red nosed clowns at work; top-hatted yoga teacher guiding her in the mornings on her mat
She felt like she was scrambling from one trapeze to the other (corporate warrior…peaceful warrior)- with no net
» Posted By chantemcb On 09.30.2018 @ 7:18 am
Aha…the plot thickens!
he cried when he found the bright yellow paintbrush leaving smudges against a charcoal grey wall
» Posted By chantemcb On 09.24.2018 @ 6:07 pm
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how to market this strange and profoundly brilliant new idea?…
» Posted By chantemcb On 09.23.2018 @ 3:40 pm