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Jodi Thompson a late bloomer who started really young

Jodi Thompson
Jodi Thompson
Morrisville, Pa.
Member since: Oct, 2008
Last login: 11/18/2009
Last update : 09/11/2009
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  • I had no intention of becoming a writer, never thought of myself as a writer, rarely wrote, yet loved language. 

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  • pain

    September 11, 2009

    • The pain deep in my abdomen pulls me in. It breaths; it bleeds; its heart beats an agonizing rhythm. Twisting tight, taut, it sucks me into its spiraling abyss. Fraught with fear, I cling to the edge, with hope.
  • the end

    September 10, 2009

    • A brisk night breeze disturbs the drape, exposing the silent clash between the moon and the streetlamp.  The harvest moon, filtered through the yellowing leaves of the ash, is dappled, but bright. The streetlamp finds no obstacle to its glare. Their fight for the stage is cut into brief scenes before the curtain goes down on each act. A sudden gust allows one last chance to upstage each other ...
  • September 1

    September 1, 2009

    • My arm against the warm chocolate skin of his right arm is pale, wan and seemingly sickly. It appears two degrees colder, frailer still, against the hot coffee of his left arm - often soaking up rays for hours on end while dangling out a car window. Covering the cool cream of my breasts, my arm blushes a warm, brick red as its clandestine relationship with the sun is revealed by comparison.
  • permanent marker

    August 20, 2009

    • "To make a baby?" he replies while stuffing a brownie into his mouth. Chocolate gathers in the corners of his mouth, crumbs stick to his chin and fall to the table as he waits for his response to be recorded in blue marker on the flip chart. "Sure, of course. Should I put that under positive or negative?"   "Well, positive if you're ready for it," says the ...
  • trying to embrace August

    August 18, 2009

    • I've never cared for August. It's a month when much of the world is on vacation and I rarely, if ever, get to take a vacation. It's hot and I hate to spend money on a/c. The days are getting shorter, the nights longer. The summer is nearing the end and I've yet to swim, having spent only a couple of hours on a beach this year, so far. But just this last Friday, I did something that I once did ...

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