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    Eden Stillwater

    Eden Stillwater

  • I'm Beginning to Dread This Thing Called Christmas

    I'm beginning to dread this thing called Christmas more and more each day.

  • Truth

    December 23, 2011

  • He Looks Just like You!

    Merry Christmas! God Loves You!

  • Happy Independence Day!!

    As we're celebrating this Fourth of July, let's give some thought to the many freedoms we have here in the good ol' USA-we have a tendency to take so miuch for granted. Let's remember our troops overseas and here at home, and their families who sacrifice right along with them. Thank you to them and

  • Slices

    Slices of me

  • Butterfly

    I'm not the dirt beneath your feet.I'm not paper to be crushed or crumpled in your clenched fist.I'm a butterfly emerging daily;Strong and beautiful, fragile and a little afraid;So hold me tenderly in a gentle open hand.Perhaps I'll return each day.Perhaps I'll want to stay.

  • Still Kicking

    My appointment with immigration counselor at catholic charities was "rescheduled" for May 23rd...I found the message on the board at Salvation Army yesterday. So, that's another two weeks delay-or stall, should I say. I'm going back to the attorney general's office and I'm also getting in touch with

  • Busy Day

    http://www.amazon.com/dp/B004YLDX6O I am getting the word out about Sister Phoenix-my poetry book just published on Amazon/Kindle. Have spoken with two of my boys and got a good review from one--of course, he's a great supporter so I can't twist my arm out of the socket patting myself on the back ju

  • Finally!

    My book "Sister Phoenix" is live and available for sale. Finally! It's only about a year overdue!! I was thinking about the kids this morning because it's dedicated to them. I'm happy that I finished it in time for Mother's Day-it's fitting-for one thing because it is for all women...could be by all

  • On Sexual Abuse

    April is Sexual Assult Awareness Month. This is a poem that speaks about the betrayal, anger and grief that victims of sexual abuse experience. I wrote this piece in 2007 and it is part of the "Sister Phoenix" collection of poetry dealing with the evolution of a woman's soul. Daddies do not touch t