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    No idea if anyone is seeing this but sending it out into the ether anyway. First new poem of 2018. Enjoy! She lived her life dessicated, An arid desert in the heat of summer… Dusty sand that scours raw the skin And the few crumbling brown plants, dead for lack of moisture. Then came the storms With drops that hissed and sizzled, And drowned the parched land Bringing life to the xeriscape, And hope bloomed in profusion.   00

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    I Found My Words

      Lizzi needs to read something beautiful, which is ironic because for the last week I have been trying to find the words to write something just for her. It turns out, she had the words I’d lost and kept them safe. While this may not be beautiful, I hope I turned some of the pain I’ve read about the last few weeks into something a little less traumatic. Each stanza is a person, imperfect and exquisite. xo Jesi   Write Me Something Beautiful By Jessica Scott     “Write me something beautiful,” she said. So I looked for inspiration And found…   The soft flames of coral light endeavoring…