Poetry/ Short Stories
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The tree outside my window has watched me through every season. In its quiet changes, I’ve learned to notice my own, slow, tender, and unfolding…
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Some cities fall with a roar. Others fade quietly, their fog learning to swallow what people no longer see. This poem is a warning about…
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In a world everyone calls loud, I’ve found a quiet corner full of beauty— recipes, poems, dreamers, mothers, and a small voice that answers when…
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(un poema sobre el matrimonio) Me sostienes, pero extraño volar. Dices que esto es amor este anclaje, esta quietud pero yo recuerdo la ligereza de…
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(a poem about marriage) You hold me down, but I miss flying. You say it’s love this anchoring, this stillness but I remember the weightlessness…
Poems From The Kitchen Table 