looking up

Today, my color is blue like the part of the flame that knows how to stay, like the mirror glint shaken off the magpie’s shoulders to refill to the sun. Bursted plum-blue like the rough-kissed feet of a ballerina as she glides and bends in a smock of white feather and perfect stretch. You could […]

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lose & Find

I’ll leave all the hip crunching,and the drums in my head,and the days that I couldn’t–or wouldn’t– leave bed.I’ll leave worry that loved ones,when out of sight, die,and half the self-doubtingthat snuck in on the sly. I’ll find jumping, and dumplings,more rhymes and more excess,and cute braids in my hair,and more days in my dresses.I’ll […]

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2020 Blog Recap

106 Posts My goal was 97 posts, so mission achieved. That’s one every five days, and the entire month of November. You can catch up on them all at https://rarasaur.com/2020/ 8.5 hours of reading: approximately 51,000 words. (Based on my theme’s output per post, added up. The numbers are approximated on 100 words per minute.) […]

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anthologies

2020 was the year I let go of my fear of anthologies. I don’t know what shifted it exactly. I used to a feel a panic at the idea of submitting my work to sit page-by-page next to something I hadn’t vetted. Not because of quality of work, but because of values. This year, I […]

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some people’s mornings

Sometimes I wonder if anyone who really loves the quiet of morning has ever stayed awake through the night. Or if we just have different quiets, different mornings, different nights. Sometimes I wonder if everyone is really living in an alternative universe and we just occasionally bump into each other. We’d be kinder to each […]

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happy

The last few days have been very good days for me, and I find myself so charmed by the possibility that this could be every day, or most days, that I just want to shout HAPPY from around a mouthful of toast. Thank you, Universe. You’re doing a good job. Some from the laundry list […]

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fragments

I’ve been a bad communicator lately. I only initiated a real conversation maybe once or twice in a month where I wrote almost 3 hours worth of reading. For NanoPoblano, I left over 1500 comments on participating blogs, and read every post that went along with them. Part of me wants to blame that for […]

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glide & strike

The month of November happened in a flash of a feather. These thirty days always soar by like a bird in flight, in want of nest, but in need of push. Thirty days of flap and wing, and dream of rest. Words, like birds, were meant for the air, and Novembers I think were meant […]

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