It slips, from after to for, thoughts and fronts that set events apart even when we begrudgingly admit that there is no way to return to the start. yet simple yearning lends the blind to the I, scientifically speaking at least, we see only what we want, until forced back into someone else's reality. Never … Continue reading The After of Before
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Stopping at the End of the Starting Place
(dedicated to Kelly, a beautiful compass in this world.) The place to start is at the beginning's end, where everything and nothing makes sense, make syllables synonymous with sound purpose until everyone understands the difference between function and reality. For the scattered portions are truly the best dreams, living fully while the rest of the … Continue reading Stopping at the End of the Starting Place
#19: Dear Soha,
Dear Soha, I adore you. I don't know how else to describe it, but I simply adore you. I love your thirst to learn more about the United States as you settle into your new existence so far from your homeland. I envy you actually, because as hard as it is to adapt to a … Continue reading #19: Dear Soha,
Faith Taryn Davies 