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A Walk to Remember 

Walking in silence. Alone. At dusk… awakens the senses, the need for awareness, the hunger for understanding… introspection, stillness inside, while in movement, so I can listen to my heart and actually hear what it is saying, realize what my soul knew already … searching for words to sooth my spirit.   175 more words




Well, looks like I’ve finally caved. I’ve started a blog and damnit, if I’m not excited about it. Join me here as I give you my latest takes on what’s happening in the greater world of Pop Culture today. 42 more words


What does the art see?

OK. So. Knausgaard. Karl Ove Knausgaard.

If you’re a reader, writer, or generally anyone with some sort of involvement/interest in the literary world, chances are you’ve heard of the infamous Norwegian and his epic stream of consciousness. 806 more words


The Mouth of Hell

The Mouth of Hell

Hear me now,
Beautiful man
Who drives me mad with sin,
Who fans my body’s rising heat
Into a raging flame. 321 more words

Prose & Poetry

That Little Word "Hate"

Have you noticed how that little word, “hate” is so easily cast about nowadays. I hate this, or I hate that, or I hate him or her and so it goes, a bit like opening the tap full on to fill a glass of water unaware of the power that can knock the glass right out of your hand. 71 more words


Quote of the day, Aug. 4

Robert Frost, on poetry

“A poem begins as a lump in the throat, a sense of wrong, a homesickness, a lovesickness.”