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Justify your love
Good morning and the wealth of wellness to you all! Thank you each for your comments, encouragement, your touche, re my last post. It truly is wonderful, particularly as isolation has largely been my...
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Curtain Raiser
Reblogged from CollTales: They're Going for the Witches, Colltalers As the world economy continues to falter, the rounding up of the usual suspects and the open hunt season for scapegoats got underway...
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Doing what the signs say, from birth to death
Tom’s eyes spoke to me as they held my haggard gaze, but his mouth did not. After a pause, his lips delivered, “Great. See you Tuesday, then,” and mine delivered, “Thank you so much.” He lingered,...
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This.
I was 19, well and truly pre-Daniel. I had met a sailor at 17, some months after I’d fled my father’s domain. I married the sailor at 19 because he kept on asking me – just kept on asking me. I...
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A girl sat next to her father as still as a dog told to heel, occasionally...
As I waited in the Court Registry, I made eye contact with no-one. I kept my head down. I was in a place I did not want to be, playing out a part in life I had never envisaged. And I felt tension...
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Jumping just-so high
“You can’t file these papers,” the desk clerk of the Court Registry told me. “What? Why?” “You need two copies.” “No-one ever told me that.” “You still need two copies.” I had waited about 35 minutes...
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Saved by Batman
A life. Just one. That’s all I am: a life, lived. And still living. I feel very pensive about this. Before Daniel was conceived, I was a woman single, living in a bedsitter. No family about. No...
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Chains, made of daisies
Life. Sitting at my large wooden writing desk, I folded my arms and rested my head on them. I closed my eyes, smelt the wood of my desk. Was it dead now the tree was cut, I wondered? So why didn’t...
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Time for a wee ad. break
Gidday Subbers Thank mercy it‘s Friday. Yet, even as I sigh that with such relief, I know solemnly so much else is going on - the Philippines; in England three women discovered and freed (emancipated...
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My heart hurt to beat
Karen, Chris’ sister, opened her front door and let me in. I did not like the atmosphere. Walking through her hallway, I turned into the lounge room. Daniel, on the floor, looked up at me. Again,...
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I’d just like to know
As shadows crept across my bedroom floor and cloaked Daniel’s trolley in a silhouette, I decided for the very first time in my whole life that the child would not be victim. I decided I needed to know...
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It’s not okay
The ocean rushed to surround the legs of Daniel and me as we stepped in to meet its great beauty. Froth and foam massed at Daniel’s belly and he nearly toppled over as a wave surged forward and...
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Blessed banishment
I was sure that the orange of the sunset painted walls of the yoga room tinged Tom and Daniel’s cheeks as Tom, over six foot tall, held Daniel on his shoulders, talking to me. I also saw the...
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There were those before us, and there would be those after us. Then our names...
“9.10am Court in 50 minutes. You’re in daycare. After court I have to finish painting the yoga room. Your father’s treatment of you concerns me and while I don’t want to leave my home, truly my...
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RESTRAINT.
When the first lie flowed from Chris’ mouth, that I had been withholding Daniel from him, sweat beaded on my forehead. It was partly the fever I’d developed – I’d been feeling cold, weak, sick – and...
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They will chop off his legs and make him a beggar
When a storm has passed, there is stillness not the usual. I felt sort of dazed. Like someone cleaning up the debris in aftermath around their home – a wheelbarrow blown over, a cluster of sticks and...
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As it is meant to be
Cherishment. Sun dappled waters. Wafts of freedom carried upon the ocean breeze. Unity. Love. Nature. As it is meant to be. Family. , Breakfast served in old gym shorts and slippers. Coffee spilled...
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I had an idea
HI SUBBERS ! It’s New Year’s Eve ! I wish you all a successful new year - but then, for the definition of “success“… ! Ah, just teasing Thank you for being there as I write my heart out, &...
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You have not failed, until -
HAPPY NEW YEAR ! Sincere regards ALL, & thank you for being there. I feel a lot of good vibe this year’s beginning as I enjoy my week off work, visiting plots in cyberspace – spaces for...
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Patriarchs together
Gidday, Subbers Here is a video reading of the chapter below, because you know I love to read! Thank you so much, you are there, motivating me along with seeing this novel done. If you haven’t yet...
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