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Types of Gluttony That Rob You of a Purposeful Life (Part 2)
I didn’t have cancer. “The biopsy results are in,” the doctor started. “There were no cancerous cells.” Continue reading
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One Man’s Ambrosia is Another Man’s Hemlock (Haiku Series Volume 2)
you who can read these beyond the words presented are of kindred mind Continue reading
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Days of Obscurity
Do not ever be embarrassed by your obscurity Tears cried away from the public shape one’s destiny When you choose the hardship, the mundane, and the routine Tests that forge your legend exist there in between Continue reading
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The Bagel, the Fool, and the Lucky
“The only important thing in a book is the meaning that it has for you.” — W. Somerset Maugham Continue reading
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Growth Exponential
In bars and on beaches, the few times we meet They don’t bother to ask, it’s a one-way street. It’s always their stories, no room for mine. So I all I can muster is a casual, “I’m fine.” Continue reading
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7 Ways Life is Like a Flash Fiction Series
In life, you must make each moment count. Now more than ever, there are many distractions surrounding you that are not important, even essential. Redundant TV shows. Gossip disguising itself as important news. Voyeurism in the form of social media. “Hanging out”. The truth is if life is indeed short then you must not waste… Continue reading
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Speedy Thrusts
Mister, excuse me, have we met before? A glance on your face and now I want more. You’ll always be welcome to knock on my door. Inside my house, you can make me your whore. Continue reading
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Types of Gluttony That Rob You of a Purposeful Life (Part 1)
Every other night we’d dine out, my former group of friends and I. No special occasion. Nothing to celebrate. Nothing new to even talk about. We’d get together because eating was “fun”. Going to a new restaurant felt exciting. Trying a new cuisine meant you’re adventurous. Posting a photo of yourself with a food on… Continue reading
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Perhaps One in a Million (Haiku Series Volume 1)
here’s a haiku thread perhaps one in a million but I say, “why not?” Continue reading
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Moving Planet
Doesn’t matter which side I wake up from No matter what time, the day will still be glum I’d rather stay in bed and in my room holed up Or else I might break and bleed from a coffee cup Continue reading
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