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What Comes After?

What comes after this global disaster? Future for my brother or grim for my mother? Will unwanted sorrow fill the path of tomorrow? Will time we borrowed make us feel harrowed? Continue reading
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What are Xenobytes?

Last Monday, I revealed the schedule on what type of content arrives on what day on this blog. Tuesday, Thursday, and Saturday were listed as “xenobytes/poetry” day. If you’ve been a little observant, you might’ve noticed the posting pattern before the revelation. Now the question is: what are xenobytes? Continue reading
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“Dumbness”

Sometimes I wear a mask goes by the name “dumbness” A facade, disguise, perhaps but it’s truly just a test Continue reading
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New Blog Schedule

In case you haven’t noticed, the content of this blog has been more organized this past couple of weeks. By that, I mean there’s been a pattern on what content arrives on what day. Continue reading
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Voyeuristic Spiders (Haiku Series Volume 3)

the strangest place to find humility is right next to a sink Continue reading
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Binaural Landscapes

“Swing it, shake it, move it,” sang the song from the wall. Yet no one is dancing. “Fun people, where are y’all?” Don’t they feel the rhythm? The solid, sturdy beats? Don’t they know crafting a hook ain’t no easy feat? Continue reading
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We Could’ve Been Sinners/Bandits of the Night

We could’ve been sinners, bandits of the night Committing our crimes away from public sight Enamored me with your ink and demeanor Even though you weren’t my choice of flavor Continue reading
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Are Writers and Readers Secretive?

When I read a book, I get transported to a different world all by myself. Immersed in a new setting, I get to know characters I wouldn’t expect to meet in real life. I shape the characters in ways I prefer, sometimes obeying the writer’s commands and sometimes not, giving myself full control. Anything that… Continue reading
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Open-Ended Separation

Call me crazy but I love you that much To run away from you and not keep in touch Darling, I know and I’ll never deny We’ll never work out, hence, the goodbye Continue reading

