Shannon Parks-Beck
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River Toes
Written on June 17, 2016 When I am ready to give up on love and god and you, dear human I go to the mountains. Stepping out of my chatter in my head and onto the earth where my body leads me to grace sometimes startling with those webs of irony and humor which has always been…
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How long will this last?
This week I lost my 14 year old pup, Barley. A lot happens in 14 years. Kids grow up. Marriages fail. Jobs change. Brilliant people are elected president. Idiots are elected president. Moves are made. Global pandemics happen. People are born. And grieve. And die. Six homes, five dog beds, four intense transitions, three states.…
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Since Saturday
blurt it out the fear you have been holding like a swordacross your chestwhich has been shimmering and shaking in your handssince last saturday “I fear I will be broken”you text but the truth has already spoken itself from your lipsthe blade has been removed from the scabbardthat keeps you from me, me from you,…
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