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Wrestling with Words
I struggle with writing, but it’s all I want to do. The ideas I wish to explore, manifest at the most inopportune of times—in the shower, moments from falling asleep, inebriated by two glasses of wine. I wish I was one of those writers who can sit down in front of their notebook/computer/typewriter and just…
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Once I Started a Poem with…
Once, while dancing the dance with some form of intoxication, I started a poem with: “I tasted God in a peach”. And, now, semi-sober, I find the whole idea quite bemusing. The implication of not only touching God but of tasting them too, as if they could possibly be something my measly tastebuds could fathom,…
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Daily Writing Prompt #3
“What’s in a name? That which we call a rose by any other name would smell as sweet” — Romeo and Juliet, Act II, Scene II Names are a funny thing—everyone’s got one. Most of us don’t even choose our own, yet we’re content with what we’ve been labelled. We even build entire personalities around…


