"When someone shows you who they are, believe them." ~ Maya Angelou"What are you doing, can I help?" I murmured, softly pulled from sleep by the man who was quietly getting ready to leave for work. It was the day before my birthday. He had been very careful, but the sound of a suitcase zipper had been enough to wake me. He chuckled and sat down on ( Read more... )

"I don't have anything to hide. Let them read everything."

I live in a country generally assumed to be a dictatorship. One of the Arab spring countries. I have lived through curfews and have seen the outcomes of the sort of surveillance now being revealed in the US. People here talking about curfews aren't realizing what that actually FEELS like. ( Read more... )

Tell me a secret. Something you've been wanting to tell me, something you've been wanting to get off your chest, something you need to tell someone. If you want me to respond to you personally, let me know and I will; otherwise, it will remain something between you and me. All comments are screened and IP logging has been turned off.

Separation
By W. S. Merwin

Your absence has gone through me
Like thread through a needle.
Everything I do is stitched with its color.

-::-I started wearing perfume again just over a year ago, not daily, but on occasions I want to be remembered. Because the olfactory bulb in the brain has such an intimate relationship with the emotional ( Read more... )

Inside the Burrard St. Bridge secret stairs.


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A quarter to having to go to work and I'm still being kept up at night. Left over hey you, I don't think so, let's not talk. It feels like sitting at a crowded bar alone. It's too bad I don't drink. In these shoes, it's not like I could spin on my heel. One by one, these secrets come in and roost. Little feathered weights that never fly away. Rocks ( Read more... )