Author Archives: Susan L Daniels

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About Susan L Daniels

I am a firm believer that politics are personal, that faith is expressed through action, and that life is something that must be loved and lived authentically--or why bother with any of it?

more on falling: what the roofer said

it is not falling that we should fear, my dear one– it’s the sudden stop ***Nelle, this one is for you, because your comment triggered a memory 🙂

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there is no safety net

there is just us falling or do we float together?

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how is this supposed to work again?

after my mother’s hurricane rage would rip the roof from our walls my father would climb his ladder & quietly nail everything back together

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of the more

of the more you are the most & my smallness leaps to the tallest feeling of this pouring like water into me & escaping this mouth before I can dam it love ****Why is it lately these Cummings-like images enter my … Continue reading

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It’s only too late when you’re dead

my mother & my father’s brother took me out to lunch after they got married sweet to see her blush & soften like a girl when he took her hand & he smiled like an Olympic winner, only with less pride … Continue reading

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no boys allowed at the slumber party

All the girls that call themselves women buzz like bees circling a bouquet because the topic turns to love, to true love, to the love of your life & how they knew they found it & with whom. I am suddenly 16, … Continue reading

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try not to think about this too much

“It could be that our faithlessness is a cowering cowardice born of our very smallness, a massive failure of imagination… If we were to judge nature by common sense or likelihood, we wouldn’t believe the world existed.” — Annie Dillard … Continue reading

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