Author Archives: JordanCornblog

Doing It for Me

I always thought thatI needed to endure but Acceptance frees me.

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Cool Beans

Bracing myself asI walk home — an old habitI no longer need.

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Walking the Snowy Woods in February

We got what some might call a ‘pantload’ of snow in late January and it’s stuck around, which is awesome. Snow makes walking in the woods a different kind of adventure. When it arrives, you set out, snowshoes strapped on. … Continue reading

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You Can Go Home Again, Joyfully!

A small argument with Flannery O’Conner and Thomas Wolfe** Before I made myself Hulga and frowned all daylong, my name was Joy. ** In Good Country People Hulga, daughter or Mrs. Hopewell, had been named Joy at birth but, “as … Continue reading

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Hello! **

I welcome myselfJoyfully to my own life.Now let’s have some fun. ** Me with my father’s mother. Sadly, we were taught by our mother to devalue Nana’s warmth. But I see that my heart truly experienced it early on.

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Tyre Nichols

A man in Tennessee was stopped by the police. He is dead now. He had a website. On his “About” page he wrote: WELCOME THE WORLD THROUGH MY EYES Hey guys,  My name is Tyre D. Nichols. I am an … Continue reading

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Morning Sun!

Oh, what a gift theMorning can be as bright sunRises merrily.

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Upsetta with Meta

The news that Meta (aka Facebook and Instagram) are restoring the twice-impeached ex-reality-TV con-man’s accounts tipped me over into making a decision that I’ve been mulling for quite some time. So yesterday evening I happily deleted my Facebook and Instagram … Continue reading

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Another Goddamn Haiku

You don’t need to judge Or be in danger to have Boundaries. It’s OK.

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Tableau — 1/19/75

It’s a surreal moment, stilled now in memory. How she left, and how we lived. In the wee hours of that dark January, my mother woke up in distress and called out for help. This was not a new or … Continue reading

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