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A Christmas poem and a word on revising
December rains fall on pines while I sit watching, contemplating—wondering if I’ve overlooked anyone. There are gifts under the tree, wrapped all neat— each one bowed and eager to be opened like a chrysalis waiting on April. Christmas is a day away; am I wrong to be relieved? Is it so bad that I wish…
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A Remembered Fishing Trip Back Home in Palau
We have made it to November, and I haven’t completed most, if any, of the tasks I set out for myself in October. I won’t take inventory right now because that would just be too depressing to think about. I will tell you that I somehow forgot to turn in my VA certification for school.…
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The Good Die Young
I was friends with a boy, beginning in kindergarten until his death in fourth grade. On our very first day of school, we kissed each other on the lips after another kid dared us to. He had the bushiest eyebrows of any kid I’d ever seen in my life, and a little cavity on one…
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Is Home a Place or a Feeling?
Though I think it could be both, for me personally, home has gotta be a place. When I think about home, I think about lush, green limestone islands, clean, white sandy beaches, and a lazy, laid-back atmosphere that’s conducive for lounging the day away. Palau is home. It’s where I experienced many important “firsts” in…
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New Writing Space for a New Writing Project
I rented an office space in downtown Tacoma, for the entire month of June, so I can finally have some incentive to get up bright and early, make the commute, and sit my butt down in a chair and finally get to work on my first novel. I figured, “Hey, if you don’t wanna watch…
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What Makes a Good Life?
I’ve been thinking a lot about this question lately, and so many things have come to mind about what makes a good life. Of course, I wanna be financially secure, be able to know I have a home to come back to every night, have family and friends that I can turn to, and be…
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Belau Bekiis (Wake up Palau) 