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Diya

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Diya

"She's been doing this for twenty years." "Who's 'she'?" "Diya." "And what has Diya been doing?" "Providing a safe space for artists. For writers. For photographers. To share their ideas, their creations; and receive help and validation." "Artists didn't have a safe space before?" "Not two decades ago; not like this. Diya gave them a place where everyone else was also an artist, or at least appreciated art. Where the talented offered free tutorials, out of nothing more than a desire to see others improve as well. Where fans of books and shows could find new friends to share their fan art and fanfics with. Where artists felt safe to try new things, because only by extending their reach could they continue to grow." "Well, what's so important about that?" "People will do what they love; sculptors love to sculpt, and photographers love taking pictures. But if they feel that they've hit a rut, or if others insult their attempts or belittle their talent, a

I Guess

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I Guess

In 2018, I didn't need to visit the doctor or a hospital even once. I guess this means that universal healthcare is neither necessary nor worth it. It snowed heavily in November. I guess this means that climate change really is just pseudoscientific nonsense. At work, we sold a record amount of Plan B throughout the year. I guess this means that abortions are redundant in today's society and should be banned. Nobody has ever called me out for making inappropriate or sexist comments. I guess this means that women in general have been overreacting this whole time. I have friends who are people of color. I guess this means that racism is a t

Empty Platitude

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Empty Platitude

Leather journal, handmade paper, hand bound: too precious for words

Privilege

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Privilege

If you aren't female, you don't have to worry about having your reproductive rights taken away. If you aren't black or Hispanic, you don't have to worry about falling victim (sometimes literally) to a double standard. If you aren't Muslim, and don't look Muslim, you don't have to worry about guilt by association. If you aren't gay or trans, you don't have to worry about the loss of your civil rights. Or your life. If you don't have a preexisting medical condition, you probably won't have to worry about how you're going to pay for your prescriptions. Or doctor's visits. Or hospital stays. If you aren't near or below the poverty line, you

Ifs

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Ifs

My fellow Americans, If you believe in the inviolate sanctity of an unborn child, that is your right. If you are among those who would insist that a woman carry that child to term, but then refuse to provide the necessary financial means for her to provide for that child's continuing welfare as well as her own... then you are part of the problem. If you are offended or disgusted by homosexuality or transgenderism, then I feel sad for you, but that is also your right. No one should be allowed to criminalize a gut reaction. If you allow that opinion to determine who your business refuses to serve, where someone can use a bathroom, or whethe

Eventide

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Eventide

Night enfolding day— fox has donned a warmer coat; oaks abandon theirs.

Over The Hill, Defined (No, Really!)

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Over The Hill, Defined (No, Really!)

Attention, fellow netizens! Within this brief thesis I shall, using a heretofore untried amalgam of English and mathematics, attempt to officially derive the definition of term "over the hill" once and for all. Ready? Let's begin.    a) In English, 'forty' is the only number to have its letters arranged in ascending alphabetical order.    b) Likewise, 'one' is the only such number with its letters in descending order.    c) This makes 'forty-one' one of the very few numbers with all of its letters in an up-and-down pattern, forming a single cusp or peak.1    d) From its shape when graphed, we shall define this particular arrangement

A Clockwork Goldberg

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A Clockwork Goldberg

The flashing, thrumming device was almost mesmerizing in its futuristic simplicity. Pulses of violet light chased each other, seemingly at random, across its front panel, while brilliant blue-white electric arcs surged upward from its central coil via a Jacob's Ladder: two tapered copper antennae reaching nearly to the ceiling. The combination cast an eerie and ever-changing series of shadows across the figures of the two men observing it. The older of the pair was a dignified, gray-haired gentleman with a silk bow tie and bowler hat. His straining waistcoat, however, recalled slimmer days long since past; while his measured silence and slig

Brevity Is the Soul of Lit

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Brevity Is the Soul of Lit

1. April Foolin'     April showers:     snow. 2. Morning's Blankets     Haven;       prison . . . 3. Heartbeat     Mortality's metronome. 4. Caged Bird     Sang.        Shone.           Soared. 5. Arctic Hastilude     Narwhals, jousting. 6. Ozone     Thunder's       pungent brother 7. Formation of Long Island        Less ice:     moraine. 8. Lemniscate         8     (in)forms     (in)finity 9. Sarcasm     Laughter,      pickled 10. Worker Bees        Sentinel;     Soldier;                           Scout. 11. Digital Photography      Pointillism, (mis)representing Reality. 12. Romance      Skin-forg

The Original Hipster

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The Original Hipster

Relocated. Grew beard. Wrote Walden. Shaved.
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Diya

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Diya

"She's been doing this for twenty years." "Who's 'she'?" "Diya." "And what has Diya been doing?" "Providing a safe space for artists. For writers. For photographers. To share their ideas, their creations; and receive help and validation." "Artists didn't have a safe space before?" "Not two decades ago; not like this. Diya gave them a place where everyone else was also an artist, or at least appreciated art. Where the talented offered free tutorials, out of nothing more than a desire to see others improve as well. Where fans of books and shows could find new friends to share their fan art and fanfics with. Where artists felt safe to try new things, because only by extending their reach could they continue to grow." "Well, what's so important about that?" "People will do what they love; sculptors love to sculpt, and photographers love taking pictures. But if they feel that they've hit a rut, or if others insult their attempts or belittle their talent, a

A Numbers Game

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A Numbers Game

19 fought 20. 21.

I Guess

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I Guess

In 2018, I didn't need to visit the doctor or a hospital even once. I guess this means that universal healthcare is neither necessary nor worth it. It snowed heavily in November. I guess this means that climate change really is just pseudoscientific nonsense. At work, we sold a record amount of Plan B throughout the year. I guess this means that abortions are redundant in today's society and should be banned. Nobody has ever called me out for making inappropriate or sexist comments. I guess this means that women in general have been overreacting this whole time. I have friends who are people of color. I guess this means that racism is a t

Empty Platitude

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Empty Platitude

Leather journal, handmade paper, hand bound: too precious for words

Privilege

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Privilege

If you aren't female, you don't have to worry about having your reproductive rights taken away. If you aren't black or Hispanic, you don't have to worry about falling victim (sometimes literally) to a double standard. If you aren't Muslim, and don't look Muslim, you don't have to worry about guilt by association. If you aren't gay or trans, you don't have to worry about the loss of your civil rights. Or your life. If you don't have a preexisting medical condition, you probably won't have to worry about how you're going to pay for your prescriptions. Or doctor's visits. Or hospital stays. If you aren't near or below the poverty line, you

Ifs

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Ifs

My fellow Americans, If you believe in the inviolate sanctity of an unborn child, that is your right. If you are among those who would insist that a woman carry that child to term, but then refuse to provide the necessary financial means for her to provide for that child's continuing welfare as well as her own... then you are part of the problem. If you are offended or disgusted by homosexuality or transgenderism, then I feel sad for you, but that is also your right. No one should be allowed to criminalize a gut reaction. If you allow that opinion to determine who your business refuses to serve, where someone can use a bathroom, or whethe

An Apple for the Teacher

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An Apple for the Teacher

Her name was Miss Mills.  She was twenty-two years old and fresh out of college, and my son was a student in her first ever kindergarten class.  He fell in love with her on the first day of school.  He never told me this, of course, but a mother always knows.  He came home that first day and he sparkled as he told me everything that had happened, how Miss Mills had read them a story from a brightly colored picture book and how he had hung on her every word. "And I want to get her an apple," he announced. "An apple?" I asked.  I was peeling grapes for his lunch the next day. "Yes," he said, "it was in the book we read today.  The kids, they

The Big Leather-Bound Book

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The Big Leather-Bound Book

Dolores Umbridge yawned and stretched under the thick green and silver comforter.  She strained her ears for sound, but the girls' dormitory was silent.  She parted the heavy green curtains which surrounded her four-poster bed and surveyed the room.  The other beds were empty.  Her roommates had already gone to breakfast. Dolores' gaze rested on the large, long-haired orange cat which was snoozing at the foot of her bed.  She swiftly grabbed it by the scruff of the neck and yanked it towards her.   The cat made a wild, desperate struggle to elude her grasp, but it was all in vain.  He had been declawed and his teeth had been filed down.  Res
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In the shoes of an Aspie

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In the shoes of an Aspie

In the Shoes of an Aspie Note: This is my experiences and thoughts on what it is like to be an Aspie. I understand others have their own experiences and opinions and I respect them for that. The reason I wrote this was a hope that those who read this gain some understanding as to how people with Asperger's live their lives. However each person is unique so their behaviour and way of life may be different to mine. I wake to the sound of my alarm going off. I groan Ugh not again... I grope for my mobile and switch it off; the alarm is rather noisy. Here I go again; having to put on that masquerade; going undercover yet again. If only people w

Manifest

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Manifest

Ah, me leg, I shall miss ye, Latest of the lost. Aye, ye be Davy Jones' lass now, Me pretty, me foot. Gone Fer a chain shot While I were topgallant. With me left hand Now, And me parrot Jim, And much o' The lee side o' me face. I list a bit now, An' I've lost me sea leg, So I'm thinkin' now's time To leave the Pirate Round an' head for Barbary Coast With me coffers t' find the pretty lass I knew when I was But a wee thing. If she'll still take me, Perhaps I won't even miss the sea.
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Retraction of Chlorophyll

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Retraction of Chlorophyll

Longer nights,                  and shorter days, Sinking towards the horizon, the sun stretches itself against pulsating veins – retracting from margins to petiole to stems –            unmasking                      green                           

passerby

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passerby

raspy voice, like a demon begging for mercy.  she was always a broken melody, a puzzle with no corner pieces. i can see her, drenched by the truth in her own words, "i am just a crack in the concrete, marked by the footsteps of people like you."
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Born in the 1960s, made it to the 2020s, and am focused on becoming a published children's and fantasy author. Fluent in English, punning and sarcasm; passable in Spanish and Esperanto. Drop me a note if you'd like a link to my Scribophile.


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Time is indifferent, and inevitable.

Time is indifferent, and inevitable.

This was written 12 years ago. Please now consider it his epitaph.

Time flies... away.

Time flies... away.

I finished a poem yesterday, for the children's book I've been working on since forever. I knew it was the first one I'd written in a while. But when I went to add it to the folder, I got quite the shock. Has it really been seven years? :o

I accidentally created a meme.

I accidentally created a meme.

So, how many of you happened to have seen this already? (Courtesy Me.me) :heart: Those who know me, know how much I love a good wordplay. On my Facebook wall one year ago, I'd put up a pic of me standing on my right leg, with the caption that I wanted to start off 2018 on the right foot. So for the end of the year, I wanted to do something equally goofy. At first I was just going to record myself singing falsetto at 11:59 p.m., with the message that I wanted to end the year on a high note. But a bout of hoarseness earlier in the day put the kibosh on that idea. So as an alternative, I googled for a piece of clip art, cleaned it up a bit, an

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Happya2 by Alimera

Have a blessed and happy day, dear soul. :heart:
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Hi, have a great day :D
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