32 responses

  1. Hayley
    September 16, 2018

    “Smelling of the world after bedtime” perfect line, fantastic essay. Love it!

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    • Justanotherdork
      November 19, 2018

      wow beautifully written got me thinking….

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  2. Shannon Tsonis
    September 18, 2018

    Gritty and beautiful. Goosebumps as I read it slowly split open and come back together again.

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  3. Verna Wilder
    September 19, 2018

    So lovely, so perfect, and so sharp-edged.

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  4. Christine Graf
    September 20, 2018

    Julie Marie Wade nails it every time. I am such an admirer of her writing. Thanks, Julie

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  5. Christie Venzon
    November 1, 2018

    The twist of the last paragraph is sobering, almost chilling. An outstanding piece of writing.

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  6. Beth Ann Fennelly
    November 5, 2018

    I love the thoughtful turns this piece makes as it progresses. Very well done!

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  7. Laurie Easter
    November 9, 2018

    Brilliant. And this: “The dead escape the grief that plagues the living.” Absolute truth.

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    • Patricia
      November 16, 2018

      So true my dear

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  8. barbganias
    November 14, 2018

    Wow. I should click on the WordPress Discover emails I get more often if it means I’ll find gems like this one. This is beautiful and heartbreaking — just like a rose with its thorns. Thank you.

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  9. Cate
    November 14, 2018

    Gorgeous, with a keen eye for pain and beauty. A favorite line among many lovelies: “What if, in other words, I had always been a rose, trapped in this cabbage body, answering my whole life to the wrong name?” What if?

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  10. Jenny Lynn Ellis
    November 14, 2018

    Love love love! Thanks so much for this.

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    • Alex trawick
      November 22, 2018

      I love your comments… Will like to be seeing those comments of yours on my blog dearest

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  11. Simon Ponder
    November 14, 2018

    This was beautiful and painful to read. Excellent work.

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  12. Kyle
    November 14, 2018

    This is nice and wonderful

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  13. Paula Perron
    November 14, 2018

    A well written,emotional piece,leaving me thinking of all who have suffered the grief of a loved one, and question why so soon.?

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  14. Annabelle
    November 15, 2018

    Wow i got chills reafing this

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  15. Sarah
    November 15, 2018

    Beautiful, just beautiful!

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  16. Elizabeth Varadan
    November 15, 2018

    This is so sad and beautiful. The writing captures so much.

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  17. Beth Hope
    November 15, 2018

    Beautiful and heartbreaking. Thank you for sharing!

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  18. Jim
    November 17, 2018

    An interesting read. Nice to meet you.

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  19. Dhivya Sundar
    November 18, 2018

    I will never see the ace of spades the same way again. Heartbreaking, raw and beautiful. Thank you!

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  20. Kelli Nidey
    November 18, 2018

    Incredible writing.

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  21. Jane
    November 19, 2018

    This post awakened so many feelings this morning. Thank you. It’s nice to picture the scene and a little bit of a story.

    Jane

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  22. GIna
    November 19, 2018

    Wonderful language. Thank you.

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  23. Kaitlyn Sanchez
    November 20, 2018

    Your mom sounds brilliant. I love the way she described the spade to you. You definitely inherited her intelligence, you have such a beautiful way words. This ending made me so sad though. But based on reading this, I bet your family doesn’t think you’re a spade and are so proud of your accomplishments!

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  24. brittany
    November 20, 2018

    You know how to catch a readers eyes! B E A utiful!

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  25. Pretty unusual
    November 20, 2018

    Wow you are a lovely poet

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  26. Laura Elizabeth
    November 21, 2018

    This is so beautiful and sad all in the same breathe. Thank you so much for sharing with us

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  27. Jan Priddy
    December 8, 2018

    Yes, the turned blade at the end, and we bleed gratitude.

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  28. Circle3Triangle
    December 10, 2018

    That’s a seriously beautiful piece of writing. And an amazing play on the Oscar Wilde line, since although you continued to call a spade a spade, you made it a verb, and then used it to dig around in so much more than the garden. A spade will remain a spade, but it’s what you do with it that counts. Thank you

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  29. Nuzeeha
    December 20, 2018

    This was beautiful in a painful way.

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