Sandra Heska King

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Choosing Joy

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  Choosing Joy Above the sea, morning rises bruised, mottled pink and purple, like it did battle in the dark hours or collided with some celestial bedpost. I watch the sky pass through various stages of healing until it clears. Back at the cottage, I study my new supply of tea leaves with deluxious descriptors […]

The Day After the Election

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    The Day After the Election I’ve just made another deposit on the house, and I’m on my way back from the bank. As I make my move to turn left from Federal Highway onto Atlantic Boulevard, a giant fluorescent green lizard leaps into my path. I hit my brake. Others hit their brakes. […]

When You’re Without a Dare Care

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  One never knows when a certain editor might start to crack a dare, so it’s good never let one’s guard down. But there I was on Saturday morning—just sitting on a bench outside our cottage, enjoying the warm breeze as it wafted through the palms. I was watching tiny geckos, snapping a few pictures, and trying […]

10 Things I Learned in October

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  1. I learned that it doesn’t matter if you move cross-country under cover with the Poet’s Protection Program, Tweetspeak Poetry will dare to track you down. 2. I learned that I can survive and even thrive in a small space without a lot of stuff. 3. I learned that breaking and binding sometimes go […]

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