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Tag: October

Poetry – “Hello Autumn”

November 15, 2020Leave a comment

“Hello Autumn” - RJDD

Poetry – “One Loss Begets Another”

October 2, 2020Leave a comment

“One Loss Begets Another” - RJDD

Poetry – “I am the Forest”

September 30, 2020Leave a comment

“I am the Forest” - RJDD

Poetry – “Weaves of Fate”

September 30, 2020Leave a comment

“Weaves of Fate” - RJDD

Poetry – “Blessing or Curse?”

September 29, 2020Leave a comment

“Blessing or Curse?” - RJDD

Chasing Waterfalls

October 2, 2019Leave a comment

Yesterday is one of my favorite days of the year: October 1st. I am an October baby, so October is (obviously) my favorite month out of the year. There's exhilarating autumn rains, crisp and cool autumn sunshine, early morning autumn fog (my absolute favorite thing in the world aside from forests and the ocean), fiery … Continue reading Chasing Waterfalls

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Sonnets for Post-Divorce PhotosynthesisDecember 30, 2026
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The Olympic Fates Saga: Origins Duology Book TwoFebruary 14, 2027
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Hands of the Order Book ThreeDecember 30, 2027
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"You should have learned / by now that power lives / in light and stone." - R.J.D.D., "Power is More Than Clenched Fists"
"You / are / the / ogre / in my / hallways / of / stone." - R.J.D.D., "This is My Fairytale"
"My mother's body opened, / bloomed a blossom of blood / petals to guide me home. / 2 pounds 4 ounces / made up my body. / I spent 2 months in the hospital / learning how to survive." - R.J.D.D., "Premature"
"I still have / the shovel. / I know where the / bodies are / buried. / Maybe it's time / to dig up / some graves?" - R.J.D.D., "The Things I Could Tell"
"Woman means / I am Othered, / means that patches of / a quilt I didn't / sew have formed / the narrative of / my existence." - R.J.D.D., "Fated"
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