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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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Home & Garden > Plumbing Repairs The differences between sewers and septic tanks: 11 of 13
The basic difference between a sewer and a septic system is relatively simple. One is a public service offered by the local governement, the other is an option which must be maintained by the home-owner. The sewer is a public utility which connects your home's plumbing to a local waste treatment plant via a network of pipes.... More..
Hobbies & Games > Crafts (Other) How to make your own soap: 11 of 12
Glycerin soap making is simple soap making, a fun easy hobby that can be enjoyed by all ages! It's easy and affordable to get started, and the process is easily learned. There is a wide range of molds, dyes, colorants and add-ins available, so what are you waiting for? 1) So...where do I start? Getting started in glycerin so... More..
Relationships & Family > Domestic Violence & Abuse Surviving domestic violence: 84 of 88
I am a victim of domestic violence. Not once, but twice. The first time around, I stayed with my abuser for over 3 years after discovering his true nature. The second, I was able to leave after only 2 months, but it was still a difficult process. To start, I will define domestic violence as related to my experience. Domestic... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Empowerment: 44 of 46
Contemporaries Coming out of the cave I read poetry by women With the names of birds, Names that say "sin" in The language of night. Boats rock and sail on As stars pale with dawn. Ah, a new mythology! Gaias, round and proud, We birth the future. More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Experiencing terrorism: 31 of 32
Modern Malady What have we left beyond A twisted earth and this cheap Memory of walking naked on sand? Immortal sky, silent tombs. Fill my chalice with wine, Drunk and sick on the halt of time. It was night when heaven fell, Dark cloaking like curtain In this, my dream of destruction. More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Art: 67 of 69
In Memoriam: Van Gogh Life and breath, I sigh, for I am the fear of rejection Antithesis of ego, artist Swept up in a dream of beauty, A dream too short with a hole Straight through the heart. Blood spurting, I gasp For help, help, for air. More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Dark poems: 1261 of 1293
Comedy Obscene The fruits of winter lie Ripening in some animal corpse Left rotting on the lawn, A comedy obscene... Death's sweet red garden A resting place for fools Whose blood drained and dried, Dark sign, unreadable stain Of help that's on its way But always never arrives. More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: I am: 201 of 204
Everything I Am A shadow passes my window And you come rushing back Through the shutters of my mind. I thought they'd been locked, Sealed against this intrusion. Not even love songs made me cry. Shadows were all I could be, Are everything I am today... Flat and featureless in black Someone not quite remembered, Sad girl with... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: The moon: 172 of 174
Moon, Mood, and Weather Full moon Tuesday, waiting. Where is the rain they promised? Cars glitter in the sun. Golden girl with a cigarette Way too young to know. What is life to you? A hunt, a sport, A chance to change the world? Strange relations, mood And weather. Tuesday afternoon is eager For night, for Wednesday, For on... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Disease: 30 of 30
Disease How useless, pink, and sad The rose from a boy I used to love Being gnawed by my grinning cat. Deep in my mind a wracking Cough begins... Pneumonia? Tuberculosis? Winter is marching Into view with cold precision. Petals brown and crisp, Drop gentle to the floor and rest, Saved in this asylum Where Thorazine numbs my ... More..