My Writing
The Message of Falling Leaves
Crumpled dry leaves
drift down
from crying trees
like tears
with the last warm touch […]
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Footprints
Trail of footprints
dipped in sand
flattened by tides
without trace […]
My Writing
Taste of Childhood
The apricot scent of my new shampoo
reminds me of the popsicle
I ate as a little girl.
As the weightless lather blends
in my wet hair, I recall […]
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The Past and The Present
Moisture chews sound
eyes absorb darkness
heart laden with past stories
frail and intangible
with a somewhat fresh feel […]
Flash Fiction
My Writing
Think Children are Too Young to Have a Voice? Think Again
Children have a voice. Sometimes it is presented as an intriguing question or a fantastic suggestion. Unfortunately, their voice is not always heard or nurtured because of their age. […]
Flash Fiction
A Knot in the Heart
The blank oval-shaped space on the beige wall made her wonder what used to be there. A painting? A portrait? A clock? He never told her. She never asked. […]
My Writing
Your Mountain is Waiting
It was a typical April morning. A beam of sunlight broke through last night’s rain clouds, casting a soft warm glow over my room. I was planning my blog posts as usual, the aroma of jasmine tea […]