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It’s uncanny how time continues to dodge us. Six years ago I started this journey of pulling my words out of the closet for the outside world and it’s been a wonderful experience. Of course, with the ups and downs, the praises and the brickbats, the self-assurance and self-doubt! I’ve been inspired tremendously- oh, to …
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Free image pixabay Meeting an old friend after ages is sometimes like meeting a new person. Someone so new that you prefer their warm, old memory instead... We hold handsuninterrupted by lifeTalk about a hundreddreams-More than a score andfive years ago. We walk like we ownthe trailsthat lead to our homesSay hello to the tinyfoliolesbefriended …
Free image, Pixabay A little scribble inspired by a Murakami story. And just like thatwe run into the seasonof booties and gloves.The blossoms gonein the blink of an eye,vanished in the small intervalbetween sundown and rise.And just like them we turna form into a blob into a dotinto no trace of any thinga mishmash of …
Hello Writing Community Welcome to the October 5 IWSG Day. I’ve been away from writing (far, far away) for some time now. Though I have worked on few drafts (poetry & flash fiction) mostly in workshops and have been taking some random notes in the back pages of my diaries but my outings both on …
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Free Image Pixabay Random phone calls to talk about the rainor the cat,the food that I never had,or all the mundane thingslife is made of.Good morning messagesthat I never open,forwards I care no more for,or an emoticon to tell methey exist.Old trees, said a friend,set copious blossomsin their final years.
The stack of boxes you’ve piled over years, the dynamics of those 2D measurements apt to crush the tunnel on your back. Put down that mountain. Most of it doesn’t even matter. It is a hundred years old. Why should you carry the burden of its senility? Nonchalance must rule over eighty or even sixty. …
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A Hundred Quills 