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natural city

As the magical beauty of nature spreads

I feel the power of ancient stone pillars, and the intricately placed mementoes,

And lost names which have now resurfaced and resurrected spoken passion… 108 more words


I always had an admiration for doors as you did. The doors were the springs in simplicity that kept me grounded all these years – never to leave the house after six and before six without telling him. 397 more words



From midnight on, I couldn’t help staring at the light ignited from the phone; waiting anxiously for a message I, for some reason, knew I wouldn’t receive. 301 more words


Birthday Wishes

From the first to the last day, I want to write a story about the memories I’ve experienced and the words I’ve exchanged. Sentences to chapters I’ve written, avoiding the sun, because it was something we could never control. 114 more words


O Darkness

O Darkness
great and powerful
O relentless
mighty and masterful 56 more words

Poetry & Prose

Morning-glory: A Reluctant Aubade

That day one autumn long ago when snatched a glimpse did I

the break of morning and watched her from my window,

when through the nocturnal blinds I peeked, a dazzling hue arrested my eyes. 1,002 more words

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The Price

SPOILER ALERT: This is a continuation of Where there’s smoke. You might want to read that first, or this won’t really make sense.

He pulled up to the curb outside of her apartment and blew the horn. 2,366 more words

Poetry & Prose