Grit in my eye

I was good at compartmentalising, at breaking muddled up thoughts and packing them into little tiny square boxes. Boxes that I would shut and putRead More

Me

I stared at myself.Took myself in…it was me.The one without the marks, the printed linesThe me from years beforeI no longer remember.What was smooth, firm,Read More

Poof!

There are these moments, like this one, where I wish I could melt away, cease to exist or just disappear. And for years I haveRead More

Birth of a Parent

We were watching Apocalypto, my brother, sister and I and it was just before the kids came along. The scene had a pregnant mother andRead More

Shame Shame

Author: Ann Thomas People tend to fall in love with Yehoshua. He breaks every social norm. He disarms you with his smile before he makesRead More

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