Gradations of Us

i don’t believe in the “soulmate”… …and i think we short-sell our relationships with friends and family when we conjure up a romantic, fantastical individual whose self is significant because it fits into the jagged edges of our own. no. perhaps it is a simple matter of discovering that people in this world are connected…

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The saddest word in English.

My wandering through Tumblr led me to a post called, six word story #49: The saddest word in English, “Stay”. I was arrested by the phrase, and I can surely attest, it is quite possibly the saddest word I know. The very nature of its utterance involves a desperation nobody wants to experience, but everybody…

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What Dreams Are Made Of

It is that exciting time of the year where the mature chicklets begin to spread their newfound wings and hop off the branches of university into the deep blue above. As the friends around me begin to speak of the future, my fledgling self is also impatient to join them in the exciting buildup to…

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Do I dare disturb the universe?

“The terrible, lightest wind in the world Blows from word to word, from ear To ear, from name to name, from secret Name to secret name. You maybe Did not know you had another Sound and sign signifying you.” W.S. Graham, The Secret Name   Language is not what I imagined it to be at all,…

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the original inspiration.

The knowledge I absorb in class has recently spurred me to attempting a project of this scope. It is not uncommon for me to leave the classroom with my head working furiously, attempting to piece together the significance of my little fragmented insights. And yet, as soon as my busy life calls for my attention,…

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