glimpses shared by our authors
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I feel as though life has returned to my being. That the once sacred elixir which once bestowed unto me the will, the mere desire to live, to breathe, to ... read more -
The light expires, and just like that she has left, collapsed into infinitesimal longing that resigns into the impossible. Dark winds wash through the open air like the dying light ... read more -
As a child, she loved to draw. She would sit in the courtyard drawing the skylark her sister kept in a cage, with all these different types of pencils, and ... read more -
SO I found this website that encourages you to write one page a day and thought I''d give it a go. I'm not sure how I should use it though. ... read more -
What is to come of the waning moon? It's long, jumping mountains, smooth and irreversible as we are. The centuries of art and music resting on its shoulders. What shall ... read more -
I'll never forget last Friday. It was the day I found out I was not going to receive a paycheck over the summer because accounting screwed up. The white envelopes ... read more -
this goddamn application keeps reminding to write. i haven't wanted to write. why would i write just because i was reminded? i never wanted to write in the first place. ... read more -
Pienso, pienso, pienso, de dejar de pensar en eso. Mi mente me supera, me colapsa. No la puedo controlar. ¿Cuándo será el día en que realmente me haga caso? Me ... read more -
"You would think after nine hundred and ninety nine nights, chasing a star would lose its luster." Leonois laid down and pressed her back to the cool grass, letting the ... read more -
It's June 15th. I've avoided my e-mails from OPPD because I haven't felt inclined to type. Till tonight. Michael hasn't had a phone, and while I understand that there are ... read more
