Tag: writing
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Growing on the theme of trees
Growing, outgrowing the cocoon of what once was, emerging and releasing myself from my crutches, standing on two firm feet in the sand, not drawing lines between things or attempting to, but letting them be. I’ve been watching the seasons change from darkness to light, and sometimes back again through the hours, and I would…
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How Can I Describe the Touch of a Flower
How to describe the touch of a flower, its fabric a satin to be truly felt, a snapdragon in waiting, yellow and green and a beautiful seduction capturing. The rounded edges of a feeling, corners of time passed, slightly turning that keep you alive, the dog-eared pages that get musty with coffee stains and page turns. Underlinings…
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the lightness of things
There’s a melancholic light, a nostalgic pale yellow that hovers on the other side of the street. Two windows between this other life and mine. A lingering in between, a distance and a closeness.I remember the same feeling, but it was different then. It was a feeling of being so in love that everything else…
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A Ballad to Verandas
Something about the shade, or the way they hover gently over the street stretching curiously on a diagonal slope where a four pm Saturday stumble through stained streets with memories ebbing where lives crossed momentarily and paused didn’t stop the sun from setting on a red vintage car where a man opened up the boot…
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sungaze
Urna Semper 123 High Street Anytown, County, Postcode 01234 567 890 no_reply@example.com 7 January 2025 Trenz Pruca 432 First Street Anytown, County, Postcode Dear, I can’t stop looking at the sun, the same way I can’t stop washing my hands. ETERNAL SHINE They, or whoever they is, told us not to look at the sun because…
when the seasons change 