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by Donna Hunter I wrote these four “I Am” poems in September 2009 while I was a student at Tarrant County College. A Mother I am their mother.I wonder if I did the best I could have.I hear them tell … Continue reading →

How to make someone who is trying to overcome depression feel worse and set them back a few steps in their struggle: Tell them they are doing it wrong – You shouldn’t take medicine. Just choose happiness! Look at the … Continue reading →

Freudian slip: an unintentional error regarded as revealing subconscious feelings. Ever have a Freudian slip when introducing yourself? I did just recently. As I was being introduced to one of my brother’s fans after his performance, I said to her, … Continue reading →

Ugh . . . 4 hours. Not allowed to do ANYTHING with my brain, and also not allowed to sleep – this is some twisted kind of torture. Okay. I can do something with my brain, just nothing that shows … Continue reading →

There’s a point to this story, but it’s gonna take me a minute . . . Once upon a time in the early 80s, a young man broke my heart. He asked me to marry him very early in our … Continue reading →

I really miss the days when a gun shot inside the house did not wake me up. Or one right outside my bedroom window, or my mother screaming from the kitchen only caused me to rouse a bit and then … Continue reading →

I do not like NEW places. I don’t mean places I’m unfamiliar with, although that is also a struggle for me sometimes. I mean places that are just actually new. Now, I have nothing against new houses; I wouldn’t mind … Continue reading →

It’s funny to me how little things start the synapses firing, interesting the trains of thought our brains run on. Recently, I put some Carmex on my lips from a roller tube and remembered when they didn’t have those, but … Continue reading →