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Why I Love Real Books EclecticEvelyn.com

Why I Love Real Books

[clickToTweet tweet=”Even if it’s just for today put down the devices and hold a real book in your hands. via @glitterattitude” quote=”Even if it’s just for today put down the devices and hold a real book in your hands.” theme=”style3″] I grew up loving books, real books, with their smudged ink on dog-eared pages held

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Evelyn Dortch beach surf

Drowning

I am drawn to you like an errant lover I return time and time again seeking solace Finding none and finding everything You call to me from the depths of my soul Fear bubbling up from the deep Sucking me into your undertow Storm waves surge Reaching for me I claw my way up Trying

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Amber's Hands EclecticEvelyn.com

Amber’s Hands

Just woke up a few minutes ago. Trying to get myself together to get my day going. Fleeting memories of Amber’s hands pass through my peripheral vision. They look rough from years of dishes. She says they are scarred now because she shoots up in her hands. Those tiny little perfect hands that look like

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Sleeping Weather #SoCS

The Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is: “temp.” Use a word with “temp” anywhere in it – beginning, middle or end – or use it as a word all on its own.  Here is my contribution today. The cool temperature outside is tempting me to return to bed. I don’t think it is

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