Tag: Creativity
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Our Dance: A Poem
Let’s talk about it Let’s not talk about it broken wings, slamming doors, fighting words a pretty package in the sun a glass house under moon Let’s talk about it Let’s not talk about it both crossed my lines you didn’t mean for them to Let’s talk about it Let’s not talk about it And…
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Nurturing Your Inner Child: Insights from Angel Gabriel
Embark on a journey of self-discovery with Angel Gabriel as your guide. Explore the power of reconnecting with your inner child, finding solace in solitude, and embracing the magic within you. Ready to unlock the secrets of your soul? Let’s dive in!
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Blurry Memories
Blizzard road. Red lights paving the way. Pretending to be asleep when we park outside the house. Papa carries my limp body to bed. He smells like cigarettes, pine, and honey. He tucks me in and kisses my forehead. Later I hear him and Mama talk in the kitchen. The crack of a bottle. Red,…
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Writing Freely From the Heart
At dusk, when the neighbors’ lights turn on, you can hear football in the living room and smell dinner on the table. They’re laughing about something you’ll never know, but it feels like you’re there. I take comfort in walking past the intimate moments of someone else’s life. It’s like I’m home even when I…
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The Price of Success: An Honest Reflection on Achievement
Is there a word for always falling short of extraordinary? When you’re pretty, but not the most beautiful person in the room. When your art is nice, but not timeless. Is there a word for that? Jack of all trades, master of none. That’s kind of what I mean, but it’s missing the feeling of…
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A Look Inside My Grimoire
A Piece of Me From my insides you will find a tenderness so sweet it rots the marrow of my bones. Saudades for all that was and all that could be, Tendons full of music, bursting, waiting to dance. I can feel your heart. I can see your spirit. When the wind cries, when the…
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make it better
ungrounded, unmotivated, unmoving. walking in squares and hitting dead ends just to repeat it again. i don’t know what’s happened to me or to my dearest. all tangled in electric knots, in mounds of pity and I wish to whoever’s god that I could start over try on a new avatar leave it behind without…
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Bloganuary: Look at the stars…
“…look how they shine for you. And everything you do…” I’ve always been enamored with the sky. I’ve looked up to the stars and to the moon for answers in moments of crisis and felt held by the infiniteness of our universe more times than I can count. I think of the stars as a…
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Bloganuary: Finding Solitude
Growing up as an only child prepared me for being comfortable alone. I was 20 when my baby brother was born so I spent the majority of my life getting used to my own company. This meant that there were few things I loved more than coming home from school to my room and shutting…
Spiral Alchemy 