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My Faith is a Baobab Tree 💭
I dreamt of a baobab tree And found my faith within it Hollow and unassuming A river flows within it Where spirits dwell from root to fruit And memory breathes in soil I dreamt of a baobab tree My faith carried me to it 🦋
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My Melancholy 🕊️
Melancholy is a strange feeling to the one so used to extremes A feeling that nestles in my spirit when old wounds are poked and prodded giving air to memories buried so deep their roots are hidden until my melancholy calls them out to pasture to be watered by tear filled streams of healing
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Crows & Cardinals 🐦⬛
The songs of crows and cardinals they tell me that my Dead are here That Death is near, but far enough to grieve what once my Heart held dear
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Flash Fiction #1 🐝
Jacques was an empty man, head full of hot air, heart black with hate. His spirit didn’t like to make home in him, so it most often walked beside while the demons danced inside. His body was their vessel, their music the lies of a tongue in service to a mind driven by ego. Everyone’s…
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How To Finish Your Stories 🏁
“Fear is the mind killer.” – Frank Herbert, Dune I’ve been writing my first novel since 2018 and I am just now approaching the finish line. I believe every piece of writing is written in its own time, however, there are traps of our own making that we writers can fall into, causing our very…
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Overcoming Writer’s Block ⚠️
Writer’s block is that dreaded demon waiting to dance on all our shoulders. It happens to the best of us, and sometimes it can really bring on a defeatist mindset. There have been many instances that I’ve found myself blocked in my writing and over the years I’ve found the solution is rarely just one…
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Autumn Irene 🌕 