HeyJaredKatie DeBonville
Writer. Fundraiser. Musician and music lover. More lyrics in my head than I can count!
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- Sep 26, 2026
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- Jul 13, 2026
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Choices (opens the original)
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The wall of olive oil is overwhelming.I could go with the cheap store brand, but I’m reminded of an article I recently read, or maybe it was a 60 Minutes segment, which was about how some purported olive oils are made not with olives, but with inferior nuts. I am deathly allergic to nuts – like, grab the Epipen and stab me allergic. Any nut oil, whether made with nuts inferior or superior, could kill me.So, not the store brand.The direct-from-Tuscany bottle is pretty. I often by wine based on th
Feminist, Conflicted (opens the original)
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I’m doomscrolling and mourning Dolly Parton and Gloria Steinem, icons who made giant strides for womankind, when I see a picture of a former classmate online. This woman was not a friend; she made several thoughtless comments to me when we were young, and three decades later I admit I’m still nursing a grudge.She looks older and heavier than I am. I shouldn’t judge her by her looks. I should be kind like Dolly or caustically intelligent like Gloria, but instead, my petty self is glad I look bett
Remembrance (opens the original)
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From my roof deck, I can seeboth the bottoms and the topsof cloudsthe bottoms flat and greylike slatethe foundations for the topswhich billow and shiftin their pillowy whiteness.-Time was when I could namethe different forms of clouds –cumulus and cirrus andall the rest –words memorized for a test and thenforgotten.-
Navigating the Tides (opens the original)
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This morning I treated myself to breakfast at a coffee spot in my new neighborhood. I’ve officially lived here for a month as of today, but in between navigating a still relatively new job, unpacking way too many boxes, and making my new place my new home, today is the first opportunity I’ve had to get out beyond my slightly more than four walls and take in the new space. And so it is that I’m sitting under a tree by the ocean on an overcast day, the water lapping the shore and the sounds of kid
Haiku for Summer and Change (opens the original)
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A lone sailboat drifts.It’s just caught the wind. I knowWell what that feels like.
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