Archives de mot-clé : perspective

My leg and my face; a short history of positivity.

Two weeks and one day ago I was skipping happily down the hall like a blissful school girl. Just because. And I tore my calf muscle. Twelve days later, due to my awkward limp, I trip and fall, scoring myself … Lire la suite

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Water

A finger up the nose, a tear down the cheek. Social ineptitude, a bruised knee. People I pass on the street. Questions in my head, and a quivering soul. Catching each person I pass at specific and singular moments in … Lire la suite

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Those Nine Cards

I must stop lamenting that love is not in the cards for me. Well there are fifty-one others, aren’t there? And I have not been dealt such a bad hand otherwise. Life could be a game of Crazy Eights. So … Lire la suite

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Strange Girl Seeks Strange Boy

It’s Easter Monday, and here I sit in my neighbourhood Starbucks. I hate myself for it. I was at the bookstore once and picked up a book and in the foreword she thanked the Starbucks staff at her local where she … Lire la suite

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