Year: 2018

Fear, Freaking the F Out, and Becoming Independent

Becoming independent has been my journey lately. This morning a simple Facebook meme had me emotional. It read: “Your independence comes from knowing who you are and being happy with that. You have to learn to trust yourself.” What made me cry is that I have been working on independence, but never as much as […]

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And Not Or: What Are You Choosing?

This morning I wrote a Facebook post and used the hashtag #AndNotOr. It felt really good because I am one of those people who had ingrained in me a black and white mentality. Things were often one way or another. Or, maybe I made them that way because the land of gray was just too […]

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Candace and Ivory, Prose by Kris Jordan

Candace looked over at the passenger riding in her car. Her best friend, Ivory, had the same long blonde hair as she, but thinner, prettier features. Candace’s round face had never been something she liked, but rather caused her to watch beauty tutorials on how to apply shading to give her a more defined jawbone, […]

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Steak and Lobster

Prose by Kris Jordan Theirs was the worst kind of love. Dreamy and hopeful, sad and primarily one sided. He saw all her good and accepted her bad. And her bad looked like her passed out on the bathroom floor, her kid alone in her room, again. It was the nearest objects being hurled at […]

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This Small Town

Americana Poetry by Kris Jordan This small town has a shower in the laundry mat. A man, soap on his face and a towel around his waist Walks across the tile towards the change machine for more quarters. “Oh my” says a woman in cut off jean shorts Her foot propped up as she paints […]

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