Raw Earth Ink
spit, mixed with dirt – muddy words flow
Category: Prose
Earthquake
So I’m dogsitting/housesitting right now while my friends are on vacation. About midnight and the dogs start acting weird. I’m annoyed because I want them to be sleeping. I’m laying in bed, relaxing but not asleep yet. Ugh. Leave me alone, fucking dogs. This… Continue Reading “Earthquake”
Little Lies
I would rather have you for just a little while and then suffer a heartbreak than to have never experienced your love at all. ….At least, that’s what I keep telling myself. tara caribou | ©2018
Revisiting Contentment and Happiness
Working through my current issues of depression, I’ve been soul-searching, attempting to put a finger on what the underlying issue is. I was reading a fellow blogger’s website earlier and he mentioned getting attuned to the underlying issues and remembering that there is no… Continue Reading “Revisiting Contentment and Happiness”
Worst Case Scenario
In a worst case scenario, he leaves me. Not just because he’s simply done, but because I wasn’t enough and he found someone else who meets the needs I can’t cover. The distance between us is just too great a gap to span. In… Continue Reading “Worst Case Scenario”
Snow and Hot Tubs
Okay, so it’s almost winter here in my part of Alaska. The snow is here, although barely enough to mention, but still. Today it’s actually pouring rain out my window, which I absolutely love. However, I am ready for full winter. Winter, with its… Continue Reading “Snow and Hot Tubs”
Night Reflections
As I lay in his arms and he quietly speaks sweet things to me – “you’re beautiful” – “you make me happy” – “my Love” – I wonder if he’s ever said those words to another. If perhaps there is a different woman out… Continue Reading “Night Reflections”
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