Author: Sara Wright

Bring each one home

I take it down a notch, splutter, try to take it back up. My thoughts betray me often. I’ve begun an affirmation taken 3 times a day with a dose of Essence of Perelandra: I’m willing my attitude helps me live the life of my...

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Lizard Tango

I’m in day 47 of superhero training and it’s kicking my butt. Furies tug at my occipital bones. My brain is a dark vacuum. The whole city’s lights threaten to flicker and die from the stress. I flex my muscles in the cold night....

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Tyrant Cove

I stormed into my daughter’s room this morning before her alarm went off. She sat up in bed, her eyes wide. “Where is my laptop?” She borrowed it last night for a project. “Uh, hang on..” She first checked her room, then looked...

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Restore

I hold a tier of consciousness. Some days, I wiggle and giggle and laugh and play and am a serious threat for bringing my entire grouping up with me to the next orbital. God laughs and taps his foot. But then on other days, kind...

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