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Tarah Walsh
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Political violence is unacceptable in a democracy.

Violence is a tool for fascism, regardless of who wields the weapon.

#charliekirk #protectdemocracy #noviolence
View of US Capitol with the American flag in foreground on a clear day
September 11, 2025 at 2:17 AM
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As I slept, the words did creep, chasing me round and round in my sleep.

I tried to grab them, but like sand through grasping hands, they eluded me.

I prayed to the gods of writers gone, asking for their grace, but all I heard in response were whispers: “This is how it’s meant to be.”

(1/2)
August 23, 2025 at 4:56 PM
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SEVEN
It’s going to rain tonight oh yes, it is. Yes it is. I just said that I know but you said it’s so well did I? I hadn’t noticed well if you insist yes I insist you have such magic with words it captivates the mind really oh yes yes then what was I saying before something about rain? I believe right the rain it’s going to rain tonight clearly there’s so many clouds out there. Heavy with rain no doubt too much rain. Can there be too much rain? Well, I think so. what about flooding? We don’t want that no no certainly not flooding bad for the hydrangeas and the petunias. Don’t forget them the petunias I always seem to forget them. Yes but it’s OK. They don’t mind. No they’re kind little flower aren’t they truly the kindnesssay remind me to call my sister and tell her it’s going to rain already done, dear
August 18, 2025 at 9:26 PM
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SIX
It’s going to rain tonight. He said I knew he meant it. He never said anything out of place and tonight well tonight we were here to make meaning of the mess we created the mess he now needed to fix. It wasn’t my fault, but I knew I was going to carry the blame he stepped away from the window and into the light his face was lined, but not old. It was kind of face that carried on hundreds of conversations and devised hundreds of scenarios before ever speaking a word it was a kind of face that hunted most of my waking hours. He was a man who moved countries and made fortunes that’s why I and everyone else stuck with him, we endured the pendants that came with his trust. Once you were in his club you were in that didn’t mean it was easy though, and that you were part of his orbit and his loyalty didn’t come free. I sealed myself as gaze found mine I would pay any price
August 18, 2025 at 9:26 PM
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FIVE
It’s going to rain tonight. The cloud said to the sun winking a bell before nourishing off to their next step the sunny day smiled down on me and warned me about the rain before it arrived and heard it from the clouds above and wanted me to know, I think to kindly and carried on my way content in knowing a well as well spent day was coming to a close
August 18, 2025 at 9:26 PM
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FOUR
It’s going to rain. I whispered to the moon a soft clouds began creeping the edges of night. I can always feel it. I let myself sit in the moment a solitary belonging the shadows crept up the wall, and they slowly returned to myself I could finally breathe days were chaos schedules, and dinner, snacktime and soccer balls but night the moon rises high. The old house grows companion, and I am simply me, shutting the faces of mothering one by one in the glimmer of night. Where does time go when you’re not watching it I think deeper into me winding memories around my finger like well threads and dreamed of futures lost, and yet to be.
August 18, 2025 at 9:26 PM
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THREE
It’s going to rain tonight George mudded under his breath just great. He been out here six hours and had nothing to show for it. He was supposed to be proving a point to his brother, and now he was going to get rained on typical he shifted in the blind and the wood grown in response. If there were any deer out here, they better show their white tails. Now he wasn’t coming back to the cabin, soaked to the skin without a buck to show for it. His brothers were always running their mouths, and even after all these years, George took the bait, his body ache, his ass edged, and for the love of God why didn’t he pack more food Just as he was thinking about the turkey gravy his brothers were probably enjoying without him. He heard the leaves Russell. He held his breath and watched to do poker head into the clearing while it’s notebook George thought as he raised a shotgun, but it’ll have to do.
August 18, 2025 at 9:26 PM
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TWO
It’s going to rain tonight I said, pulling my coat closer. The wind cracked through the trees and I knew I was going to be late. The sky grew darker and my heart thought it did in response. He won’t be mad. I told myself it’s better to do it now get it over with before he found out from someone else. My father‘s face flooded my mind, chiseled coldness, hard brow, dead eyes who was it that said eyes were the window to the soul. That was true. My father had the soul of a shark remorseless hunger, the wind gust it again I shutter people rush past me on the street, hurrying home before the storm. If only I could join them, I swear my shoulders my safe Harbour lay on the far side of the storm the only way forward was through. I pulled the door open, arranged my face and welcomed to my fate. Hello Dad.
August 18, 2025 at 9:26 PM
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ONE

Every story begins with an opening line. I tried: “It’s going to rain tonight.”

And seven worlds tumbled out. Some stayed small. Some went strange. They all came from the same cloud.

These are their shapes.

#absurdgirl #writingprompt #flashfiction #shortystory #mircrofiction
Every story starts with an opening line I tried. It’s going to rain tonight and seven small stories tumbled out. It’s going to rain tonight. She said she turned from the window to look at me. I couldn’t pay attention when she was like this wanting me to listen. I heard her 1000 times and yet she still said things like that of course it was going to rain we watched the same morning news broadcast. I saw the weather report I knew it was going to rain. I watched the shape of her outlined against the window gray clouds hung low. I couldn’t see it, but I’m sure she nibbled the nail on her left thumb it’s been the same for 13 years. I knew she’d stand there worrying over something that wasn’t worth the effort and I’d sit here waiting. The air snapped and I saw the future waited and low like the gray clouds in the window. I got up, heading for the door. I passed the umbrella hanging and took in the hallway and stepped outside halfway down the block. I felt the first raindrop hit my nose. Yes, it’s going to rain, my dear
August 18, 2025 at 9:26 PM
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🌺Hummingbird

Found this one while waiting for the hummingbird to visit. Started reflecting on life and aging. Where does time go?

#poem #poetry #writing #absurdgirl
August 15, 2025 at 8:45 PM
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🌙 Night Hour

I wrote this sitting on my back porch watching evening turn to night.

I hope I was able to catch some of the serenity I felt amidst the comforting chaos of night. ✨

#poetry #poem #writing #absurdgirl
August 10, 2025 at 8:21 PM
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🕊️Mourning Showers— sometimes stillness and ordinary is the divine. ✨

#poem #poetry #spiritual
Mourning doves in the rain Mourning doves in the rain Mourning doves in the rain
August 8, 2025 at 9:09 PM
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🎂What if a birthday candle desperately wanted to grant you a wish?

This is the story of the birthday candle who cared for a little boy and his dreams.

Next time it’s your birthday,
make a wish.

The absurd is waiting ✨

#absurdgirl #flashfiction #shortstory #happybithday
July 31, 2025 at 12:23 PM
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⏳Live every moment.

The absurd is waiting ✨

#iykyk #sayings #poem #absurdgirl
Blue starry sky with small white stars, ripped paper overlay. Text reads: Time is slippery when you want it to wait. Always a moment too soon or a second too late. But isn’t that fate?
July 29, 2025 at 9:12 PM
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I didn’t take a photo of the great blue heron. I was too busy noticing the moment, and listening to what nature had to say.

This is your reminder to go outside and be still. Join the world and receive its wisdom.

The absurd is waiting ✨

#poem #nature #nofilter
Photo of field of grass with trees in the background and an outline of a great blue heron in the blue sky. Text overlay: I saw a great blue heron glide across the clouds Felt a soft wind speak to the land heard a sea of grass wave back
July 28, 2025 at 9:19 PM
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⚠️THIS IS YOUR ORACLE SPEAKING:
PREPARE FOR DANGER!

‼️ My fellow citizens—it is time to follow our emergency activation plans and abandon all sense.

🌧️My dreamweaver is almost always accurate at predicting the speed of clouds.

#absurdgirl #satire #flashfiction #oraclereading #weatherforecast #poem
July 26, 2025 at 5:01 PM
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I lied when I said I’d save the world.

#poem #absurdgirl
July 25, 2025 at 12:55 AM
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💌Price of Me - final poem in a three-part series on love and the fear of being known by the person you need most.

written by me aka Absurd Girl ✨

🔗 absurdgirl.com

#poem #poetry #writing
Image of flame on dark background with white text overlay of a poem
July 22, 2025 at 11:23 PM
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In case you needed a giant dog to help you through the Sunday scary. 🐾

#greatdane #SundayScary
Black and white Great Dane lays under coffee table
June 15, 2025 at 11:55 PM
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Great Danes are the best dogs!

#dogs
November 24, 2024 at 9:58 PM
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Found a new trail by my house. Love that we have these nature spaces in the middle of city neighborhoods.

#woods #naturewalk
November 21, 2024 at 4:58 AM