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I lit a candle

This poem I felt led to write in honor of Infant Loss Awareness month. You often dont think about this or even know the pain until it happened to you. 877 more words


It begins with you.

My native language has so many derogative terms for the display of ones feelings. When it’s not kyejjo, which when loosely translated means being a cry baby, it’s “kutijja” ( in the case of love or romance) which would mean an exaggerated display, I think. 427 more words


A miracle cut short 

I guess the back story for this started when I was diagnosed with a benign tumour in my thyroid which had to be removed at fifteen. 758 more words