Understanding Life Through a Keloid Scar

Dear Friends, Today, my mind is in a conundrum, like a ticking landmine on the verge of an explosion. However, when I attempt to express myself with pen and paper, my thoughts slip into a realm of silence. Words often fall short in capturing the depth of emotions. They stumble and feign understanding, yet truthfully, …

I’ll Do Me – Reading Charles Bukowski

Dear Reader, I love writing to you because we can always pick up where we left off, no matter how much time has passed. It's as if we've never been out of touch. I want to express my gratitude for your support of the poem 'Everything Will Be Alright'. It means so much to me. …

Everything Will Be Alright- Goodbye WEP!

Dear Readers and Fellow Writers, As I write for the last WEP entry of the year, it is with a heavy heart that I share the news of 'Write Edit Publish' closing down after thirteen long years. I wrote my first WEP post (a flash fiction) in December 2020, and it was very special as …

The Circuit of Life

Hello Readers Welcome to the August posting of Write Edit Publish, where writing is a fun exchange of stories, ideas and everything writing! For this month, the prompt is the film CHOCOLAT based on the book by Joanne Harris, and if you would like to join us with your contribution and read the others, visit …

Reflection

When I hear you talkarms flailing, the riseand fall of the voice,I trace the contours ofyour face with my eyesMeet an acquaintance,watch your spirit plungewith all its mightinto reason, contention,willingness to bring change.The mirror reflects a memoryfrom years ago,a forgotten affair with passionburied under layers ofquiet living.What's lost is often around the cornerThe apple, they …

Meeting an old, (un)familiar friend…

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 …