Life: What I’m Reading, What I’m Up To

Dear Lovely Readers, This month has been madness. Not necessarily madness in a purely negative way. There’s been a load of good, too. Finally, my husband and I are 100% settled into our new apartment. I took some photos with my new camera, the Cannon T6i, and I’m loving this space. Well, as much as […]

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June TBR | Fun Fact Friday | Life Update Video

From Booktube to WordPress Like what you see? Subscribe to my BookTube channel here <3 Instagram: @nelson.ari Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/RavenousforReads/ Tumblr: https://www.tumblr.com/blog/ari-nelson-writes Goodreads: https://www.goodreads.com/ArianaNelson Twitter: https://twitter.com/SouffleLumiere Related videos: F^3 Booktube | Talk Nerdy With Me #2 Popular Authors And Their Books I Have Never Read (Video) Talk Nerdy With Me: F^3 #1 (Video) F^3 | Talk Nerdy […]

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Elsewhere, We Became #2

Lena, You asked me how I became strong. How did we, of the same origins – of the same cloth -become so different? I recall shrugging and refusing to look at you when I said, “Some people are just born like that.” Isn’t that what I said? I might have mentioned that sometimes people are […]

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We Wander Knowlingly In The Dark

We feel like strangers, Roaming in the night, Landing kisses on the wall, Narrowly missing each other Like we’re playing Pin The Tail On The Donkey.   We have terrible aim.   We stage a game of telephone, Twirling the bright red Pretend cord around our fingers, Cutting circulation, Filling in all the words Lost […]

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Frühling des Bedauerns ( Poem)

  Frühling des Bedauerns Come back to me, I Simply couldn’t see, blind The arrant symmetry, You Were my everything. You opened me, sigh To the endless sea, I Simply couldn’t breathe, When you looked at me. We broke apart, You And your paper heart, grew Like frosted grass, Love I ruined you.     […]

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21st Street

  She’s sure he didn’t mean to call her boring He was probably joking, even. Yet, as he turned away from her And announced it Loudly to the small audience of their friends, She felt a little piece of herself  chip, A small sensation she has come to recognize As her feelings being hurt. She sat there, […]

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Gasoline

I don’t know why I remember the smell of gasoline. Sitting on the garage floor in nothing but my short corduroys, grease smeared on my knees, I watch Papa curse over the truck engine. Gasoline, sawdust, and grease was all over the garage, painting it with the leftovers of hard work and, often, failed attempts. […]

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