Sweet Melancholy

But beautiful melancholy invites nuance and complexity.  It allows me to take the vastly polar ends of the emotional spectrum in stride, recognizing the transience of both. There is something about Louisiana in the odd uneven throes of August. Despite the muggy heat, the Mississippi Delta air is surprisingly pleasant, soft like silk on skin,…

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What If?

Today I wore a pair of threadbare yoga pants and an unembellished oversized sweatshirt.  I have yet to shower, and the  pallor of my face is make-up free.  In the blush of early morning, I grabbed a worn-out blanket to cover myself, though the air outside is moderate and welcoming.  Life can be so slippery. …

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