The Piano [Fiction]
§ Just as she retired for bed, she started to hear the muffled sounds of the piano being played downstairs. With a small sigh, and a slight hint of a smile, she reached for her bedroom door handle, slowly pulled … Continued
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Friday, Lyrics & Reflection
§ While I sit, working through a ton of things to do before I can retire for the weekend, my headphones are blasting an Arabic song whose lyrics I cannot tire of. As much as words cannot be used to … Continued
The Opened Door
§ Which door have you opened for me, That I am too blind to see? Your mercy surrounds me, Drowns me, I’m warm and safe, Being so deep down. This is love. Your love, For me. §
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Gaining From Loss [Fiction]
I witnessed pain in a stranger’s smile. I recalled what it felt like. And in an instant I am humbled. It has been a while since my dear old friends, sadness and despair, have visited me and, like most times … Continued
The Colour of Crime
They were dressed in black and white, He didn’t put up a fight, His family flashed before his eyes, Their words were harsh and complete lies. Five… Ten… Fifteen minutes passed, He thought this is his last, The assault felt … Continued