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The second time around: disavowal and failing forward
Just like music, books have a way of resonating really loudly when they are about something that you can personally identify with. A few years ago, I read this passage from Bernhard Schlink’s The...
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Summer longings
The tender caress of a hot summer breeze Caught between the ocean and the hills Children’s shouts, lovers’ laughter And I, with sand between my toes Oh! home where the sun shines Sweet home where...
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The muse that was not to be
I stretched my lips when he smiled. I bared my teeth when he grinned. I cackled when he laughed. That, my friend, is what we call the beginning of an honest relationship. He was my latest bad idea....
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Sometimes, the glass is just empty!
I’d known her all my life and I knew that she couldn’t write to save her own life. Not if someone held a gun to her head! Mind you, it wasn’t for lack of words. Nelly simply had too much nervous...
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My muse Adam sees trees and forests better than I do
“When you gaze out the window, do you see the forest first, or the trees?” Adam, my muse asked me. “When you gaze at the window, do you see a window or do you see an escape route from your prison?” I...
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It’s in the coffee cup
A packet of coffee, straight from Colombia, a country I have only seen on photographs, but one that sounds so much like I would know it. It is in that packet of coffee, in a red, shiny packet, and it...
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The wind of change is blowing
I can feel the caress of a light breeze on my cheek. It’s the wind of change. It’s scary, yet at the same time, a little exciting. You know, it kind of feels like the anticipation you feel when you...
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Take care
You were born alone You will die alone When down into the earth you go They will sing hymns Praise unto you will be said A dear friend you were A better lover there never had been A mother, a child, a...
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Over the rainbow
This nomadic life is not easy. It takes courage and faith. Sometimes, it just means taking one step and then another, not knowing, not expecting, just living. The road is long, the view unclear. Every...
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Singular sensation
You like using my old, half-dead laptop. It is inferior to your sleek machine that is built to wow. You like to snoop around my files, hoping that you will find something to distract you from the tasks...
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