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Easter Candy

Today I challenge you to write a poem in the voice of a member of your family.

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YOU ALL ARE BIG JERKS.
I just want freaking candy.
Share with me, you jerks.

I give you kisses. Warmth.
I play fetch when you want to,
even if it sucks.

This dog deserves it,
one bite of Easter candy.
That’s all I beg for.

Play ball!

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“Play ball!”

Who knew the sun, wind, and crowds could create this?
Bliss is what it is…
A reminder of the
childhood memories that will never end
painting a picture of
the smells, sights, and emotions that every
single person associates with the moment they became a fan’s
advocate, fighting for the wins the team will always want and desire.
This is the end of every fan’s desire.

Taking chances

This weekend was a weekend filled with taking chances.

Today, I auditioned for Listen To Your Mother. It was the scariest thing I’ve done in a very long time.

I remember the first time someone made me feel shame about wanting to be a mother one day. I was about 13. My English teacher, Mrs. Jones, somehow got on the topic of different families. I casually mentioned that I wanted to have four children one day. Coming from a family of 3 kids, combined with the fact that I like even numbers, it made sense. In front of the whole class, she said, “Wow! You’re just going to be a baby maker.”

Sharing my story was terrifying.

Actually, auditioning was absolutely terrifying.

It was exhilarating.

It was worthy of margaritas, queso, and chocolate mousse afterwards. So that’s exactly what happened.

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