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scattered to the four winds
Seas separate us--and I say that as a literal fact, not as a dramatic opening. Because fact it is: a small sea from one island to another, a vast ocean from one continent to the next.
Two years can really make their mark on a person. Especially when they're growing-up years. How much of you is in me? And dare I ask, how much of me is in you? Two ( Read more... ) -
The first post and the first poem in over a year.
Skipped some chapters of life there, haha. Well. I'm happy, been done with school for a while, and I teach now in a city different from my hometown, which gives rise to a whole lotta fun. :)
Sometimes, it seems like there's nothing in the world I love more than my students! (Don't worry friends. You were first. XD And you're the standard of all the ( Read more... ) -
roll right off your shoulders
Lately, this song has been my guilty pleasure:
The melody, the lyrics, the entire song. Really, it just makes me happy, anytime ( Read more... ) -
The Miracle Box
The Miracle Box
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Come here, my friend, come here.
Listen, do you believe in miracles?
Well, would you like to see one?
Friend, I know of a magic box.
…Well, I wouldn’t exactly call it magic, come to think of it. Magic gives the impression that something’s fantasy-filled. Fantastic. Unreal.
And this-this, my friend, is one of the most real things in ( Read more... ) -
poison
I am sick of words. Which is a sad thing, actually, because I usually love words so much. Reading, writing, the works. But too often lately I've been hearing words, too many words, spouted out by people so cleverly, so confidently--fluent and intelligent. But I am sick of these words, because they do not speak of what is true.
I never thought ( Read more... )
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