There is so much to say,
but words are not there
taken by the forces,
resistance, doesn’t fight the force.
A lot of times I would… 35 more words
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Today I felt inspired to write a blog post with the rain pouring outside my window and my soul urging me to talk about a beautiful moment in the flow of life. 829 more words
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The cork popping is the rising tide. The Moon is my lifeguard.
Gaze into the bottom of the glass and ponder your future.
Stare deep into your loved ones eyes and do the same there. 461 more words
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My Thoughts on Movies
n the cloistered world of competitive surf-lifesaving, an Australian hero is de-throned as the champion by a younger, gay competitor. A booze-fuelled night out brings homophobic fear and unrequited lust to a tragic and shocking climax.
A Writer's Thoughts
“But love teaches you. Clears your head of any rules.” Junot Diaz, Drown
Since I started working on my second book of poetry, I view things a little differently. 443 more words
She tripped, then fell, twisting in the air for one last frantic gulp of air before her back hit the water. It enveloped her, cushioning her fall and oozing around her body. 1,042 more words
A few weeks ago as I was reading Drown by Junot Diaz, I was surprised to come across a chapter with the same name as this unfinished post. 757 more words
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