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The Woman Who Got Me Through
I know I’ll never have the mom most do.I know I’ll never have the urge to call with big news,But I will write to you. You don’t know my name.You don’t know I exist.But you have always been the mom I neededIn some of the hardest moments of my life. From the first time I Read more
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Behind Her Heels
She walks with confidence, heels striking the pavement in perfect rhythm. But inside, she’s drowning in deadlines, imposter syndrome, and the haunting echoes of being told she was never enough. Read more
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She’s That Auntie
Every family has that one daughterThe one that is a little bit wildHas tattoos Drinks a bitSmokes a littleAnd isn’t afraid to say what she thinks. Some will fear herSome know she’ll take it too farBut only in defense of her family. She’s the auntie, Not the mom. She’s the one people worry aboutBut also know she can handle herself. She’s Read more
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The 4th of July
I’ve been doing some reflecting as I sit at home on the 4th of July, not really in the mood to celebrate “freedom” when so many people around me are losing it. But, as I was laying in my hammock, drinking a beer, trying to figure out how to explain what I’m feeling, I saw Read more
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Liberty and Justice For ALL
They are the people in the fields.Hands blistered, backs bent, sun burning skinso your strawberries are sweetand your salad stays cheap. They are the ones scrubbing hotel rooms —after your bachelor parties,your college spring breaks,your secrets spilled on dirty sheets. They stand twelve hours on a slaughter line,blood on boots, bones aching —so you can Read more
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