Writing is the painting of the voice.
Voltaire
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In search of…
If there is any pursuit that defines me, it is my search for the light. In my writings, in my thoughts, I look for sunny days ahead. To me, sunlight is not a hollow promise of unending positivity, it is a commitment to keep looking up even when the shadows creep in (and they do.… Read more
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Eulogy for a gifted kid/Wallowing
It’s not a step back, she says And she’s right, I think This wasn’t a step It was a tumble down a slope of sharp stones in the throat And hopes that flared up brightly Even though I tried so hard so white knuckle nightmare hard Not to look ahead To a different letter To… Read more
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Late Semester Blues
Things come clearer When there is little time left The clock is spent It is time now, when time is gone, ended Over, end Ça suffit, pour maintenant And tumbling down into dark and dead Lines marking progress and the ability to shove Thoughts into places too small to encompass Truth or damages There is… Read more
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