Tag: Personal
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Let Your Parents Tell You Their Stories
Because what are memories if not drafts of the stories we’ll one day share with others?
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Don’t Date A Girl Who Reads
A girl who reads will know if you’ve really read Pride and Prejudice or if you’ve lazily googled the summary on SparkNotes. She won’t be impressed by the way you understand the symbolism in Animal farm because it’s already painfully obvious. She knows Romeo isn’t a figure of love and that Gatsby didn’t need Daisy,…
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“How Do You Know You’re A Writer?”
Sometimes the words fall through the tips of my fingers with the same excruciating slowness as that of the leaves of a hibiscus detaching itself from its stem.
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Sunshine Saviour
I see you and the winter of my gaze turns into autumn. my heart opens itself to spring and before I know it the midnight of my soul has filled my every vein with sunlight. Every day with you is summer.
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a simple confession
I don’t know the exact moment it happened. I don’t remember where or even how. But suddenly the stars were silent, the sky devoid of everything except the w h i s p e r of the moon.
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Things I’ve Learned About Love at 22
I have to admit, I’ve been working on this piece for a while. And if you want full disclosure here, I’ll probably be revising this as I grow older and (hopefully) wiser. I’m also not going to provide background on my love life in order to convince you I’m a credible source because let’s face it.…
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Sea of Silence (Look, it’s a working title ok?)
Tonight I laid beneath a galaxy of emotion Striking, and paralyzing, and somber and I wondered
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Letting Go
I unfolded it from the awkward skeleton of emotions it had become From the confining lines of unshared passions and unsure promises And with sure and gentle fingers, with a little bit of sadness too, I refashioned it with all its imperfections and all its torn sides– into a blue paper crane That could crane…
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And That’s When I Knew
Still, I dived– Headlong With you and into the waters unthinking and unafraid, Into the tides that stretched Far along the horizon Sun drenched and smiling In a chaos of our making
Via Justine De Fant 