Tag: daily life
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1,000 miles: step 66
He’s like a bird in a cage, who’s noticed he has wings,” she says. How could you not love language…?” I ask. This is my friend and me talking about a class assignment. I’ve been hearing her complain about writing for over a year now. How difficult it is. How she hates it. Hates the idea of writing so…
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1,000 miles: step 63|musings
It’s the third week into National Poetry Month, and I don’t have much to show other than a couple of musings. I don’t write down half of what I spend nights pondering over. I don’t write love poems. I don’t write angry poems. I don’t write pride poems… honestly imperfect human poems. … I was recently asked to…
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On still nights I can hear
On still nights I can hear the wind in solitude breathing, roaming in habitual journey. It goes through cycles with murmurs and tantrums. I remember that in a dimmed sunlight the wind envelopes my sides. My scarf and blue ribbon sway at large, flowing and spreading out, wings if only I learned to pull at…
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1,000 miles: step 56
A first-world problem: the app on my iPhone wouldn’t update the schedule for the bus I had to take earlier tonight. I took the next best bus route. When two people got off, I realized they were the last two people for the night. Just the bus driver and me, and I had typical commuter…
Claudia Rojas 