He left her, all alone. ****** Standing at the balcony, she looked twenty storey down. An embrace of eternal freedom, from the throbbing pain…
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He left her, all alone. ****** Standing at the balcony, she looked twenty storey down. An embrace of eternal freedom, from the throbbing pain…
Over the past 6 years I have had my share of experience with a wide range of pets. We are a simple family where…
{A view of my home} Gush of memories, realization dawns, porch still, awaits my return. Doves on pedestalsinging songs of yonder yearsechoing through time Poetry…
It’s the last day of #WriteFestival and I can’t describe how enriching the past 6 days have been. Taking part in this prompt is…
Sometimes braving the odd seems easier than surviving the most mundane tasks or finding a solution to simplest of things. Here are some of…
Kwansaba poetry is a unique and powerful form that blends culture, creativity, and community. Created to honor Kwanzaa, the African American holiday celebrating heritage…