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Pieces of an Optimist – Piece One, Scotland (Fort William), 2015

Posted on July 13, 2020July 27, 2020 by lmcraeb

The Pause             Sitting on top of a wooden fence that cornered off the end of a bridge on the outskirts of Fort William, Scotland, I put my phone in my pocket and sat at a loss for words or intention. Beneath me, water flowed away from Neptune’s Staircase, the lock system at the end…

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Boundless. A poetry collection for the coast.

Posted on May 15, 2024May 15, 2024 by lmcraeb

Boundless. I ran away because I got weary of not seeing horizons. Everything lasts for a moment. We spent all day on the beach building a castle that wouldn’t last knowing that by the time darkness fell, it would be gone our beautiful work taken from us, our joy, and pride, and pleasure, disappeared. But…

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The Death of Me.

Posted on January 2, 2022January 2, 2022 by lmcraeb

Hollow footsteps echoed off tile apartment floors then bounced, like a radar, in the direction of the bathroom. Somewhere between me and the silence a voice shouted to tell me who I’d find inside. __             “There was a point,” he said, hanging on to the disbelief that he had ever felt this way, “where…

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The Purpose of Work.

Posted on January 2, 2022January 2, 2022 by lmcraeb

When I was a child, I wanted to be a marine biologist. I didn’t know the ins and outs of the job, or what it entailed but I knew that I loved the ocean and that sharks and dolphins fascinated me. During my first encounter with career choices, the second-grade career puppet show, it came…

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A Safe Space.

Posted on January 2, 2022January 2, 2022 by lmcraeb

“Why don’t you let yourself feel good?” she asked, lying next to me, her fingers in my hair. The attention on me, on everything I was and wasn’t felt like some far off light through the window. I laid in silence with the city glowing over us before answering, “I don’t know.” I did know….

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Meridian.

Posted on October 9, 2020January 2, 2022 by lmcraeb

Beyond hazel reflections I see a plunge into a pile of charred red and rusted orange the smile contagious, a laughter without bounds, an innocence of learning and wanting to share then shamed and dampened covered in dirt by those trying to bury their own stories arms and legs left bound beneath fallen branches roots…

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October 1st.

Posted on October 9, 2020January 2, 2022 by lmcraeb

Something shifted in the way she spoke, making it seem as if she were choosing each word before putting it in the space before us. She was stepping on autumn leaves and crunching every uncertainty that I had laid bare.

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Pieces of an Optimist – Piece Two, Nepal (Lalitpur), 2016

Posted on July 27, 2020July 27, 2020 by lmcraeb

“Don’t shake their hands. It’s not part of the Nepali culture to shake hands and could come across as disrespectful. Instead, place your palms together in front of you, bow your head, and say namaste. It means, the divine in me sees the divine in you.”             “Got it,” I said. “I love that greeting.”…

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Why Understanding Your Insignificance is the Most Significant Thing You Can Do

Posted on May 4, 2020May 4, 2020 by lmcraeb

In one hundred years, give or take, everything that you know and every person that you know will be nonexistent. With exception to the caveats of legacy, bloodline, and infrastructure, every relationship that you make and every ounce of hard work that you put in during this life that you have in this moment, will…

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