Author: jomccoy
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Whirlwind of Thoughts
The wind pushes the wheat grass the way I push my thoughts. I bend the thoughts away from me but like the wheat grass my thoughts wait for the next back and forth push of the breeze. The middle of the night thoughts are more like a tornado, swirling around at first, taking on the…
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6 Word Stories
6 word storiesDeathBreath gaspingAnguished faceNo painBirthAnguished faceBreath gaspingNew lifeToddlerScraped kneesKisses make it betterChildWonderful worldAsking questionsFinding answersTeenagerDesire belongingDesire to be independent
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Lethargy
I woke up this morning. Just wanted to stay in bed and not move. I kept telling myself I need to go to the Y and work out. Just get up. I could hear my husband in the back room. I knew I would find him in his chair, sitting with his glasses in one…
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Elephant Skin
Elephant skin Hang i n g in wrinklesdown her ass Skin red and raw From lack of reach Kneeling downI swipe gently moving elephant sized skin foldsOn this woman who is my mother but not the mother I knew.“I love you girls” spilling from her lips as salve is slid on opened RED skinSkin that…
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Waiting for Death
Waiting for death is a strange thing. When you know someone is going to pass; Death is coming; so you just know. But it hasn’t hit you … yet. You stay separated; almost disjointed from the shadowed life. Decisions are made to try and restore life. And we wait while dialysis is started and a…
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Quieting Myself
In the noise, in the middle of the cacophonous words floating from the mixing and mingling of people are moments, ever so miniscule moments of quiet. It is in those small spaces of time I place myself. And the quiet spaces expands and the noise rolls over me as though there is a foce field…
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Spinning into God
I love my spinning class. Yesterday I was looking down at the rotating front silver wheel of the LiveStrong stationary bike I was riding, and I realized why I felt so close to God. While I am riding, I don’t have to think. My mind thoughts begin to dissolve, and all the outworldly parts of…
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Break is Over
The room is silent as I sit still Feeling tired and ready to sleep. The noise pushed out of the room at 2. And I sit in the left over silence.