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About This Author
A changeling spirit,
constantly evolving,
revolving around an inner core,
spinning forth legend and lore,
stories and lives
as I come to grips
with who and what I am,
have been and may be.
I am a phoenix:
rising ever above and beyond!
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Reaching
Dad always said I should reach for the stars.
When I was young, sitting on Dad's shoulders,
it was almost as if I could touch them,
but not quite. Yet. There was always tomorrow.
Dad always said I should reach for the stars.
In high school, the galaxies seemed as far away
as getting that cute boy to even notice I existed.
The one boy who did was very sweet. And gay.
Dad always said I should reach for the stars.
I aimed differently. I was accepted to Columbia University,
Bryn Mawr, Vassar, but chose a two-year college in Vermont.
I was a star there and never knew it.
Dad always said I should reach for the stars.
Always, always, I was a writer. When my first book
was published, I was incandescent. My dreams grew,
and I realized that I needed to keep reaching.
Dad always said I should reach for the stars.
What he never told me, and what I learned,
was that it was the act of reaching
that was so important.
Dad always said I should reach for the stars.
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