Hija de la Luna
Words from a Poetess, Essay writer, Yogini, Chicagoan, businesswoman and traveler.
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Sunday, December 26, 2010
I think we need a break. It's not you, it's me...
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I miss your sexy little curves the way you're so sensitive to my touch God I love you in your sleek little black ensemble and the noi...
Saturday, December 25, 2010
My Life as a Bear
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My grandmother will be 90 years old in June. She was telling me this over the phone yesterday and I could sense her fear of turning 90 and t...
Thursday, December 23, 2010
Rooster alarm clock or the dancing deer sweater? What says I love you more?
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Have you noticed that you are feeling more stressed out around these “relaxing days” more than other times of the year? The crowded shoppi...
Sunday, December 19, 2010
I've gotten very good at saying my goodbyes...
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It’s always greener on the other side of the fence because you never see the little termites destroying the decaying wood or the mass hornet...
Saturday, December 18, 2010
Makeshift pathways lead to here or maybe there...
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There is something I need to say and I just am not quite sure what it is yet. Till then I am full of joy and happiness and excited about th...
Tuesday, December 14, 2010
The boy, the bus stop and me...
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She had a moment while sitting on a bench waiting for the bus. One of those moments that twinges on those lost memories at the beginning of...
Monday, December 13, 2010
I'll lock the vagrant winter out..
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and lock my wandering in...
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