I fondly recall the lazy summers which consisted of my sister and I brewing elaborate potions on the back porch of our house. My mother would come home to the stench of grass, rhodedendron leaves, and rain water, all mashed up into a mystery concoction that we professed was magical. Though it seems foolish now,Continue reading “Harnessing Your Inner Child”
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The Sage Arrives Without Leaving:
The sage arrives without leaving:His feet carve tiny divots into the earthHis muscles ripple like a riverAnd his arms and legs are smooth and sturdyLike a banyan tree.He tells me stories with closed eyes and unmoving lipsWhy am I here? I ask him. He answers with silence. The sage arrives without leavingI exhume him fromContinue reading “The Sage Arrives Without Leaving:”
before i could remember
part 2 ~nine~ You watched yourself bleed, red blossoming against a manilla pillow. Your teacher walked you to the nurse’s office, where you cried tears of humiliation. Am I dying? You asked yourself. Am I dying? ~ten~ The year your grandfather passed away. ~eleven~ The year you thought you would receive your Hogwarts letterContinue reading “before i could remember”
