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AGE: 46
LOC: Anchorage, AK
GEN: Female
LAST LOGIN: September 01

I’m hear to learn.  Thank you for any opinions you give on my writing and for the time you may take to read.  I have no real problem with criticism, as long as it is constructive.  

First & foremost I write, for fun, to remove the dancing words that seem to float endlessly up inside my brain. I also write to give the faceless characters in my mind, a place to “play” on a written page.  It helps to reduce the overcrouding & confusion that sometimes takes place within my fairly busy, yet not to complex brain.  
Favorite writer’s..Poe, Frost, Dickenson, Barrett, Browning, Dickens

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Version 1
9 Reviews   9 Comments
Who Will Hear Them? Hurdles of Injustice…. The Story of 5 Victims of Sexual Assault…. & The Law Enforcement Agencies that have forgotten, or now forget them This information is a collaboration of 4+ months of investigation into allegations of sexual assault/rape, that not only affected/still affects persons, whom I know, but also victims that I have never met. Two of these I have spoken to, only briefly through short phone contact….This is a story about how without warning, the lives of not ...
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Version 2
2 Reviews   4 Comments
Sweet uttered tenderness wraps gently around the mind, intertwined in silence… Subtle captivation remembered from another time Hands softly glide leaving behind permanent etchings on the skin Felt and remembered oh so slight the touch The face embraced by gentle hands, those extensions spread gracefully, touching slowly each and every curve surely to mesmerize, and memorize Tranquility found within the silence, hidden behind closed eyes Recollections of fires ignited by simply traced strokes,...
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Version 1
20 Reviews   23 Comments
Whispered madness did unfold were the truth to be told. She wouldn’t heed or did she listen Her only thought of how she missed him. Went right back From whence she came to his psychedelic mixed up game. Tattered, torn sharply pierced her very core he took so fierce. Swallowed whole one thunderous night begging screams of her plight. No one came nor did they care because she went where she should not dare. Secret terror beneath the light hidden crevice within one’s sight. Concrete footsteps to...
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Poetry / Futile
Version 1
6 Reviews   9 Comments
Glimpes hidden behind veiled darkness Scarce appearances when none are about Tremulous laughter from a counterfeit smile shallow fissure surface enhanced by doubt Dawn delivers constancy Echos enslave life Transparency would be bittersweet to the mimic that one has become Inhibited existence unable to see Lackadaisical reality becomes to norm Pacifier cools the raging thunder Guardian to protect from inevitable storms Forbearance claims the mind Perversion stole the oneness Futile grips the h...
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Version 1
12 Reviews   10 Comments
Sitting, gazing, into the darkened depths, seeking answers, to secrets kept. Lurking in disguise, hiding, seeking our riding, Fly Away. Frustrations’ gloom is beneath the surface, twisting loves’ need and purpose. Wanting, needing, hearing, stay forever, just today, Never go. Gazing through blissful skies, now awakened, past regrets, of love forsaken. With certainty we know, there’s no glow, All Alone. Like rotting wood, in our floor, whatever was, is no more. We have now grown, hard like sto...
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I think this is nearly perfect as is, only one line where I found a slight stumble "And you’ll hate it for the tears it brings" maybe add the word "that" before "it brings" it will bring up the number of syllable sounds, and I think make it flow alittle smoother, the sentence as is sounds alittle short after the longer sentence.
very unique...sure made me think about what we do while we're alive and what may happen afterwards...thanks..I enjoyed.
I loved this, it was like reading a story with a moral at it's end..yet no need to tell the moral, it is so clearly shown. Thanks for the great read. only couple small things where I felt the rhythym wasn't as exact as it might be..(ie: line "musician to die" go to next line and "himself to hell" maybe "himself into hell" or himself sentenced to hell" couple other lines too..but so minor that not really necessary to change. This is a really great piece.
Can't say anything about this...except...how true!..Thanks for reminding me of a few things...I needed the lift.
Poetry / I CAN'T WRITE
I think this speaks volumes for many writers...I will not play "spelling & grammer police" for I'm quite sure there are plenty enough going around in this site already...Free-verse is something I struggle to do clearly with the emotion that is very clearly displayed in this piece..it shows the anguish, frustration, "question of ability", and fear of rejection that I beleive each and everyone of us feels at some point in our abilities...So thank you for the reminder...That sometimes just relea...