‘I find letters from God dropped in the street, and every one is
signed by God’s name.
And I leave them where they are, for I know that others will
punctually come forever and ever.’
Leaves of Grass, Walt Whitman.
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the diary of a girl 29/04-23/07
A few (partially edited) excerpts from my physical diary due to my four month long (possibly self-inflicted) writers block. Ahhhh vulnerability!! On the internet!! Screams…
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Go Out and Do Something
“Go out and do something. It isn’t your room that’s a prison, it’s yourself.” ― Sylvia Plath Lit, are barren candles, The only source of…
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Nature’s Magnum Opus
I press play on my tape recorder,To the beckon of your laugh.The frigid whisper of the wind,The new-born chirp of a robin,The drowsy call of…
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A love that would make me thank God
Beneath the laughter and longing smiles of my kindred sisters,I would make love a plaything, Mock it as if I were some kind of Shakespearean…
memoirs of a poet 