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Another Good Bye

My cousin died today. She's my first cousin, once removed. I have a small, immediate family, so that removal doesn't count so much. I...

Take a Breath

Each passing day fills our electronic coffers and constantly straining brains will more and more reactionary misinformation it seems. ...

Beneath New York

Before I left New York for a change of pace I rode the subway. I rode it as often as I could. I loved both the anonymity it provided as...

Promposals...Sweet or Sour?

I generally consider myself a pretty sentimental gal - I like traditions, I like hold onto memorabilia - both intentional (think a glossy...

Keeping Up With The (insert name here)

America has long been about keeping up the Joneses - who the Joneses were, we'll never know - likely no one in particular - and after a...

Tiara Time!

Yes. I wear a tiara every year on my birthday. Over the years they've changed some. Over the years the skin on my scalp has learned to...

Do Not Adjust Your Sets...

This is a test and only a test of the emergency Magzland system. Ok, maybe not an emergency. But I did promise myself and...

Sad Is Okay Sometimes

When we recognize that someone is sad, we often resort immediately to making attempts to change that state of being. Our social...

One Person's Weeds...

I go on walks in the Florida wilderness. I use wilderness broadly, as the preserves and parks I frequent are surrounded by...

The Donut Named America

Donuts, doughnuts - however you refer to them, have been making a comeback over the past few years. Little tiny ones, cake ones,...

Whiskey & Wine

Glasses raised, a pause fell over the table, a collective quiet, as four women waited for the words that would ring true. The wind...

Holding Hard on to High

I told myself I'd make every attempt I could to not get political here. And maybe this is too soon for Magzland - but as I've implied...

Me: Deer, World: Headlights

I knew this would happen. I knew as soon as I pulled the trigger, popped the cork, fired the cannon - I'd get all riled up, scramble up...

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