Writer Between Worlds

Soulful writing about humans and places

Category: Literatură

  • Letter to Santa

    Dear Santa, How strong must a desire be for it to finally come true? When people fail to hear each other’s needs, I’ve the solution: I shall turn to you. Please give us will to do what’s right and patience to endure pain when we must meet it; strength to fight off meanness; boldness to…

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  • Guileful October

    – written on this day of the partial solar eclipse, when I am down with the flu – a cold, a splitting headache, and the blinding sun burning up with a fever of its own rushed between late risings and early twilights drilling into my skull as if to make up for lost time as…

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  • Time is…

    …stillness. duration. a slender white egret – immovable, mirrorred – contemplating its own reflection in the pond: blink, blink. it’s only when it lifts off with imponderable grace, expanding, shedding itself – all spirit, all force – its transient image left behind to dissolve like an abandoned shroud like a skin that’s no longer needed…

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  • Which one would you buy?

    Which one would you buy? Thanks to the wonderful Amie McCracken and Jessica Bell, our #Timisoara #travel #guide is coming along nicely. We are now working on a #cover and I could really use your feedback: Which of these three versions do you feel most drawn to? (When in doubt, imagine you are in a…

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  • Not alone

    Someday you won’t remember any of this. Someday, your body will have forgotten his novel touch, how it felt to have his arms wrapped around you like a safety belt, his lips on your skin, his hand in yours, or what you talked about. A waft of his after-shave won’t make you turn your head…

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