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A Sense of Flight (or Fight)

what is the sound of a feeling if it's from harm or healing? what is the taste of a punch if it's not a beverage with lunch? what is the look of an insult if it's from one you no... Continue Reading →

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A Cloud of Sorts

Let’s talk clouds today. Not your average cotton-candy-in-the sky, but rose-tinted ones that serenade us as we fly-carpet them from upturned lips to perfect laughter. Then, there are those dark clouds heavy-laden with pain, grief and sorrow that seem to... Continue Reading →

Sounds of Time

Do you hear that sound? it's the silence of conscience  patiently awaiting  a voice And what are those other sounds? the tick-tock of time the thumping of a million heartbeats the thrumming of countless pulses are they a mocking melody... Continue Reading →

I’ve Got This

Sometimes in life we try to make sense of conflict by using the emotional tools at our disposal. Because every action is powered by a motive, I imagine that we could easily confuse our weapons and our wounds. How on... Continue Reading →

Years on…..

She thought she'd found her soul mate Little did she know -at the end of her rainbow dreams -at her passion's peak that his quest carried on still ©Vivian Zems "One can live without having survived." Carolyn Forche Real Toads... Continue Reading →

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