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Name: Cassie
Country: United States
State: Maryland
Birthday: 4/1/1987
Gender: Female


Interests: Dance, writing, sewing, designing, reading, teaching.
Expertise: Umm...not much, but I guess I'm good at something. If you find out, let me know.
Occupation: Student


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Thursday, October 04, 2007

Mother's Love

Knit within her womb,
a single strand of yarn
becomes warmth.
Loops circle each other;
mother and child
embrace.

 

P.S. Can you guys tell I'm taking a poetry class?


Thursday, September 13, 2007

Memaw

In, out, in, out

We stood in silent vigil

Watching the air slip

Through her cracked lips

Her fingers on mine

Reminiscent of days

Spent in laughter

 

In, out, in, out

Our breath slowed with hers

Hanging on uncertainty

Catching with every hope

Her withered frame

Hidden beneath forgotten vibrancy

 

In, out, in, out

We pray for one more minute

Counting the subtle rise of blankets

The slight flutter of lashes

 

In, out—

Breath leaves the empty shell

Of a woman I hadn’t time to know


Tuesday, August 14, 2007

OK, I guess it's time for another post. I wanna apologize to everyone for being distant and so busy. I really wanted to use this summer to spend more time with friends, but it seems I've over scheduled myself as always.

Things have been crazy. I'm getting another new cell phone tomorrow, with another new number (third one this summer). This should be the last cell phone change for a long, long time.

I'm no longer working with The Writer's Lair Books. You have no idea how hard it is to say that. I want so badly just to run back to Shana and tell her that I'll just work for free, but I know that I really can't. I've already taken out too many loans for school and I need to make money. I hate that I had to quit my dream job, but I guess that's life. And maybe one day she'll be able to pay me and I can go back to working for her. She's doing amazing things and I want to be part of that.

I'm also having another wrist surgery. The only time I could schedule it was the 28th of this month. Unfortunately, classes begin on the 29th. That won't be fun, but there's an 80% chance that the surgery will be quick and easy and I'll have my right hand back in only 10 days.


OK, I guess it's time for another post. I wanna apologize to everyone for being distant and so busy. I really wanted to use this summer to spend more time with friends, but it seems I've over scheduled myself as always.

Things have been crazy. I'm getting another new cell phone tomorrow, with another new number (third one this summer). This should be the last cell phone change for a long, long time.

I'm no longer working with The Writer's Lair Books. You have no idea how hard it is to say that. I want so badly just to run back to Shana and tell her that I'll just work for free, but I know that I really can't. I've already taken out too many loans for school and I need to make money. I hate that I had to quit my dream job, but I guess that's life. And maybe one day she'll be able to pay me and I can go back to working for her. She's doing amazing things and I want to be part of that.

I'm also having another wrist surgery. The only time I could schedule it was the 28th of this month. Unfortunately, classes begin on the 29th. That won't be fun, but there's an 80% chance that the surgery will be quick and easy and I'll have my right hand back in only 10 days.


Wednesday, July 18, 2007

So you know that dress I was describing two posts ago? And how I said that I just had to find it? Well, yeah. It doesn't exist. No one makes a dress like that. But I'm so spoiled that it doesn't matter. I'm having it custom made.

 



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