Elsewhere, We Became #6

There is no common ground between us but I’m an architect. I would build a bridge to you. I would carve a deep path from the tips of my fingers to yours. I would risk splinters and pit falls to build our cathedral, a cradle for us to rest our weary heads, a sacred string […]

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August 2017 Read-a-thon

Since the summer quarter of college ended, I couldn’t wait to get back into reading. There’s pleasure in reading because I want to and not because a paper is due next week.  From the moment I stepped into my apartment, I slid a book off the shelf. The sound of it was relief, a wanting I […]

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Carousel Island

Climbed into cupped hands, cradled in Arguments of gunpowder and spark. Made Room for the shadows of doubt in heart. Outlast the day. Find a way for Us to fix our sinking ship, water-wrecked. Say it isn’t over. Say we’re better than this Every time we fail to see a flicker of Light in our […]

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Five Types of Poetry

A poet is, above anything else, a person passionately in love with language. – W.H Auden Poetry, like anything else in life, is a matter of preference. There are those who love it, those who tolerate it, and those who loathe it. For those of us who love or tolerate it, poetry is one of the […]

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Elsewhere, We Became #3

You’re always leaving me. You make it hard to stay, to breathe. I hear the pounding of my heart, a series of uncertain knocks in my chest. Is anyone home? No, we’ve camped out for the nighttime, underneath a canopy of trees. I wait for him to break the silence again. I sense his smile […]

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