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Deserted in the Oasis (Part 2)

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The sun was high in the sky by the time Jasmine regained consciousness. She sat up slowly squinting while she rubbed the sand grains off her face and forearms. She looked around again, dismayed that all her hard work over the last week had been ruined by what was indeed a sandstorm. The temporary shelter she had erected was  scattered everywhere, sand grains had encroached on the space she had meticulously cleared and swept and most importantly that which she had feared had come upon her.   When Jasmine had seen five horses carrying men wearing white robes with...

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A Desert in the Oasis (Part I)

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Once upon a time there lived a young lady who was a nomad. Her name was Jasmine and today was her birthday. It was more significant than any other birthday because Jasmine had reached the “age of maturity” and therefore certain protocols had to be observed. Today was the day she prepared to separate from her entire family. Based on their nomadic culture Jasmine was required to become fully independent no later than two moons after this particular birthday. Over the course of her lifetime her family had relocated every five years, this fifth move...

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Happy Birthday to Me – A Tree Is A Tree Is a Tree

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A few weeks ago it was my birthday. I did not tell my friends, I did not post pictures or words. I did not celebrate myself or invite others to do so. I did not make any sort of deal about it, because I was ashamed. A year had passed and I did not feel like I had enough to show for it, so I tiptoed around the momentous occasion. Facebook reminded me as did other platforms, but I hoped no one would remember and not too many did.   When enough time had passed and the...

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Heavy is the Head that Wears the Crown

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  I could not believe it had already been a year. Time had flown so quickly. As I sat down for hair and make up I flipped through my photo album on my iPhone. Gosh, I was stunning. I had an angelic face, a slender gracefully toned body which I had showcased in cultural attire, bathing suits, and all kinds of high end clothing. My smile was perfect too. Although I couldn’t really take all the credit for that, or my body if I was being honest, but it was mine so therefore I was the...

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Mirror Mirror On The Wall

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The mirror hanging on the wall in the hallway is haunted. It has a voice. It says things every time I walk past it. It says things every time I pause in front of it. It never stops saying things. Sometimes these things are minor, “You know you’re not a lipstick person, are you sure you want to slap on that Ruby Woo today?” Or, “Why so serious? Crack a smile every once in a while.”   Other times it says things of greater significance, “What are you even getting dressed up for today? You should have...

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Chase Your Dreams

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Shout it from the mountain tops But whisper it in the congregation The purpose is not validation And popular opinion does not grant accreditation . Sing it to your soul in the early morn Feed it with dedication But hasten not to take out adverts It needs no orientation . Build the dream not the team Close your ears to the naysayers Tick the items off your list Open your heart to the prayers . You can achieve Even when it feels crowded The vision will become clear Even though initially shrouded . Don’t let distractions prevail Don’t pick up the heaviness Dig a little deeper within Soon you will strike success . Do what your heart tells you Build what...

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A Prayer for Our Daughters

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Dear Daughter You are not defined By man-kind You are you Every inch precious Every pound profound Every bit beautiful Ever so sound . . You are perfect Every stretch a story Every mark glory Every scar perfectly placed Every mole and dimple Irreplaceable . . As you rise And take your place On the Throne custom made Just for your frame Sound activated By the song of your soul Feet firmly placed Toe to sole Sat on your throne Pursuing your goals While all in all, wholly whole I pray that you will do one thing...

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A New Year Mantra

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You are barely a week old You have so much more to grow So much further to go So much more to show You can still rise up fearless Still stand tall and bold . . You are barely a week old And I already know That you will be beautiful You will be strong You will do a lot right And maybe a few things wrong . . And this is okay too For every day is new It is a chance to prove That it is not about the battles you lose . . For even after a loss You are still uniquely you . . It is about standing tall And giving it your all About rising up After every fall . . It...

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Once Upon a December (Part 1)

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December's phone vibrated in her bag. Two sharp vibrations. This was the notification she had set for her old personal email. She barely got messages on there after all. With an address like 'DecemberDarling1906@me.com' she didn’t expect messages from there. She had come a long way since her childish carefree teenage years where she dotted her i's with hearts and used playful terminology across social media platforms.   She adeptly maneuvered her SUV into her parking space in front of her apartment complex, put the car in park, and fished into her dark leather tote bag. She...

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It’s Your Party – DJ If You Want To!

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I had lost control over my own body. My limbs were betraying my initial intentions. It seemed I no longer had a say over an activity I had scheduled myself. Without realizing it my right hand reached out and impatiently tapped the speed button. What had begun as a run at the speed of '8' was down to a ‘5.4’ and getting lower every few seconds. I silently encouraged myself, “You can do it girl. You’re strong. You’re fast. Tired? What’s that?”   Yet body betrayed me further. My heart pounded in my chest and my legs...

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