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Feb.09.2014
                                                        "The self is not something ready-made, but something in continuous formation through choice of action...
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Feb.08.2014
susan-marie-schulhof's picture
Dec.02.2013
                                                    Anouk Aimee said, "You can only perceive real beauty in a person as they get older." Although I agree with...
mya-speeks's picture
Oct.27.2013
When I speak   My pain lives inside my voice In my tone In my words   I didn't realize  the stones thrown at me Fall from between my teeth   My tongue Exposes all the baggage  I thought  long let go   The tiny hurts drip from my lips   The too many lies...
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Oct.12.2013
http://susanmarieschulhof.blogspot.com/2013/10/go-for-it.html
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Sep.26.2013
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Sep.22.2013
  http://susanmarieschulhof.blogspot.com/2013/09/do-you-stay-out-of-confli...  
bernadette-moyer's picture
Jun.14.2013
Dads and Daughter’s By Bernadette A. Moyer It has been said that the dad is the first love for many girls and how they relate to their father often reflects on how they relate to all the men in their life. I always got along with my dad and I can’t remember a single fight with him. I can also say...
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May.29.2013
These hips have seen some things They’ve seen men lust and women shake their heads They’ve been held on to and hidden behind by babies They’ve been caressed and pinched by lovers They’ve been pointed at and talked about by others who could never understand their beauty, their depth, their allure...
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May.25.2013
  My autobiographical novels LONGING and DYING UNFINISHED began as attempts to understand  people whom  I both loved and hated as well as  to understand who I had been in the past. Writing through the veil of fiction, allowed me to view the world through their eyes as...