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So I Just Turned 26 and I Have Thoughts
Today is my 26th birthday! While in the grand scheme of things, it’s just another year around the sun, I can attest that there is some significance to this milestone— at least for me, there is. As I reflect on the past few years of my life, I realize that I’ve come a long way…
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The Future is Forever Unknown: a Poem
Twilight strikes and the world ignites, born into a family of complexity the future is forever unknown. Shaky steps and muttered words I marched headlong into destiny, or complete confusion. Six years boxed within four walls I grew, I learned, I existed, and experienced the short river of childhood where the waves were rough, the…
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Memories of the Sailor: a Poem Inspired by Frozen in Time
Our heads held high in glory, with three years of food we sailed failure nags only weak minds. Is this writing history? A whaling ship waves farewell, isolation settles in the world turns to sheer whiteness. Why am I feeling dreadful? My toes are stiff in my boots, the sense of touch has vanished just…
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The Night and Love: a Poem
Oh how sweet and foul love is, in one moment; happiness in the next; awful sadness. But I will never give up the love we share for each other. You are the only reason the stars in my night sky shine, and the moon pokes its face out. You are also the cause of my…
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After it Rains
pet·ri·chor /ˈpeˌtrīkôr/ (noun) 1. a pleasant smell that frequently accompanies the first rain after a long period of warm, dry weather. “other than the petrichor emanating from the rapidly drying grass, there was not a trace of evidence that it had rained at all.” Something about the smell of damp earth is calming. It’s like…
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Colour: A Poem
When he shows up at my door with a dozen roses it is the colour of my lips. When my cheeks flush it is the colour of his calm confidence, and the glint in his eyes of a man who you can never truly know or trust. It is the countless nights spent sharing the…
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