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Tammy Winand is a 40 year old creative soul who produces work in a variety of media, from the written word (creative nonfiction, poetry, occasional fiction) to digital photography and jewelry design, amongst others.

Born & raised in south central PA, she relocated

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Creative Writing > Short Stories Short stories: Life lessons: 7 of 360
Not a Boy Her father committed suicide early in the summer. Grown tired of life, cold dinners, and used cars. Maybe he hated the possibility that his second wife, pregnant and huge, would bear another daughter. Stephanie, 22, was his oldest daughter. His death made her feel six years old, the same age she'd been when her gran... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Drug addiction: 8 of 303
Love and DetoxLate afternoon, November 15 my phoneDisturbed sleep sleep brought on by codeineAfter the cat gashed my headInto railroad tracks, afterExcess Novacaine swelled my face.Lovely Julie was cryingOn the line because she took $300Loaned to her for rent andSpent it on an eightball...Baby snorted six grams by herself.I c... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Time: 27 of 759
Innocence LostEvery winter my lips chap and splitAssaulted by worried teethTime slips past and loses itselfLike my body lost in your sheetsForgets we are not in love.The rage sown in my heartMay take years to bloom,Perhaps, bourne by wind and wave,In some other innocent bedWhere love dies for want of words,Or poetry pierced b... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Abstract poems: 27 of 577
Genesis Ex Nihilo (original written 1989)After hours hard spent in thoughtReviewing lines of half truths,I can no more pass judgmentThan dream bullets can kill.Once I crossed a mile long bridgeTo dim and distant life shoresBut learned no profound facts.Now I see the ravages of warAnd feel an unbearable urge to laugh,Like the ... More..
Travel > Travel Diaries & Adventures (Other) The benefits of travel in your life experiences: 3 of 41
A Traveler's TaleOne of the most rewarding and enriching experiences a person can have is to see how life is lived in cities and countries outside their own background. Not only does it help man become more tolerant towards his fellow man, but it helps connect him with human kind's past, and quite possibly builds a bridge tow... More..
Business > Human Resources Finding seasonal employees: 1 of 8
I would like to take the opposite track...where to find seasonal employers rather than employees.Seasonal employees are an integral part of the hospitality industry, including national park concessionairs, dude ranches, ski resorts and many others. These are jobs "outside the box", maybe even just OUTSIDE! Every year, thousan... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: War in Iraq: 18 of 125
War Poem (Gulf War I)And when the war endedI shoved newspaper piles intoThe bottom drawer, hiddenLike so much garbage.Muted headlines muttered overPilots taken prisoner, GI'sSweating in dark bunker sand,A month's worth of bombsBlooming above Baghdad.Firework beauty, this warOf saints versus madmen,Only who was whichDepended o... More..
Politics, News & Issues > US Elections (Other) What Americans want in a presidential candidate: 3 of 19
The America I live in wants a presidential candidate who is in touch with their experience and can lead them safely into the future. A future full of hope and progresss, not fear, war and greed.My "real life" this past week or so has been deeply affected by the US Presidential election... and what it means to me, as an Americ... More..
Travel > France Places to visit in France: 5 of 31
Roman Ruins in ProvenceProvence is an area of southern France famous for, among other things, its lavender fields, sunflowers, and cooking herbs. Its major airport is in the large modern city of Marseille, and it is served by a well-maintained modern road network.The entire area is dotted with beautiful villages dating from ... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: War: 100 of 545
The Water RemembersI was sure you had forgottenThat night on the shore, thatDrunken night when you saidListen...the water isWhispering memories.Stunned into silence, I waitedAnd heard tales of lust,Tasted salt from tears shedFor the dead a thousand years ago.I was sure you had forgottenUntil the night we went to war,The night... More..