It is a struggleTo find the right words,Yet when they emergeI am seldom prepared. With nowhere to store them,My mind lets each one slip through the net.Its weave seems to wear,and is getting largerAs I get older,And more and more thoughtsAnd ideas,Swim off,And care not for being caught. One time, when again,I was not ready … Continue reading Lost for words
Poetry
Heatwave
She pinched the brown pine needles between her fingers and turned them upside down, tracing circles in the tablecloth like a compass. On an invisible map, she charted her course, and longed to be in some new world. Far away from blaring speakers, beer bottles and wild unruly children. Yet, some small contentment came from … Continue reading Heatwave
Put on a happy face
My family and friends have never seen me smile naturally. I do not do it to be deceitful; I just feel pressured to keep up appearances. It is what most people expect from you. It reassures them you are not about to lash out or to suddenly take a bite out of their arm. If … Continue reading Put on a happy face
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