Metaphorically Speaking


GOLD YEARS OLD

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I’m counting my riches as you lay at the mercy of feebleness; Your frail appearance is a treasure box containing my fondest memories.   The hands that you can barely lift were once my compass; you always used them to direct my eyes to specific parts of the breathtaking landscapes that surrounded our road trips. […]

PATRIARCHY’S COLD SOIL

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The master called us flowers. He told us to position ourselves alongside your trunk, right underneath your branches. We were to be the graceful companions that softened the harshness of your bark. We lovingly obeyed.   You flourished in the summer; a wonder to behold. Your branches were gifted with luscious leaves that absorbed most of the sun’s light; […]

SPEEDING HEARTBREAK

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The look on his face made her afraid to blink. It was a blank expression that reflected the current state of his heart. Despite this, she still saw her hero. He desperately waited for the bat of her eyelids, for he was the vandal that caused destruction in the dark. Meanwhile she begged the stars […]

ENSLAVED MIND

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Without knowing what your heart desires I have told you what you need. Without catching your tears I have told you how to heal. Without giving you a book I have told you what to learn.   “They say…” You chant.   Without putting ink in your pen I have told you what to write. Without […]

DARE TO BLEED

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I spread my heart out on a piece of paper and invited the world to observe its structure, feel its texture and hear the stories that produced its beat. Inside the deep corners of my mind I discovered that my thoughts had souls; I stared at each and every one fearlessly; before I knew it […]

VICIOUS CYCLES

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The place is familiar, you’ve been here before. You know what will be said and felt. You know the details of the aftermath and how to temporarily resolve it. You know it all; everything. With all that you know you are still a fool, because only a fool would still be here.   It goes away; […]