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Tonight's Poet Corner: Introspection

Honestly, I keep forgetting how fast a week can pass me by. I felt like my spring break would feel like a long reprieve, and at the beginning, it did. Now it's already Friday, and I only have a weekend before I return to work. As much as I was planning to relax or do a little bit of outside work, I unfortunately didn't get to do much of either. While I did try to take it easy and do some personal writing and not focus too much on the almost finished yearbook, I was mostly on edge - stressed out or feeling like I wasn't being productive enough. It was so bizarre to me to just see my once busy schedule screech to a halt. I did manage to take care of a few things, but not everything. I still have to take my car in, take care of flights for weddings, do some heavy duty grading - where did all the time go? Don't get me wrong - I had a lovely time with my in-laws and my wife last weekend. We got to see old friends at a garden party. My mother-in-law held a lovely seder. E...

Friday's Ten Word Tales: World Without Facts

World Without Facts by Belinda Roddie I couldn't verify anything now. Not even my own name.

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Tonight's Poet Corner: Sonnet Solstice #343

You Will Oblige by Belinda Roddie You will oblige my simple requests, dear, or else I'm sure you'll get the whip again. We are a civilized family here, and we deserve the very best treatment, as close to being waited on both hand and foot as we can possibly allow. You'll pour my tea, leave it on the night stand, and let it cool so that my feeble brow does not sweat when I at last take a sip of the meek brew. You'll read me a story each night so I can more easily slip into a dreamless sleep. My husband? He can wait outside the room. Now we're alone, and every part of you is mine to own.

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Tonight's Poet Corner: The River

The River by Belinda Roddie There's a river that will give you splinters when you swim in it, under a sun that gives you goosebumps, and if you row your boat steadily, you will find the promised land. Jam the honeycomb into your mouth, and you'll be startled by the bitterness of the sugar. There is nothing sweet here - nothing warm - nothing smooth or soothing. Nothing wet. Only bone dry.

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