Salad and Cake
They say there was never a poet who could bear the toothache in silence. The poet feels compelled to write about it. Well the threshold for what moves self-proclaimed poets …
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Allow me to be cruel..
This longing.. this bitter-sweet constant companion – that distant dream that one true north ..that moment you can almost taste amid quickened heartbeats ..when you know it will all fall …
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“If I want, I can”..
The day before, I met my grandmother after almost a year. The last time I saw her, she was an incredibly independent 85+ years old lady, who was always dressed …
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