Category: Poetry
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Just Breathe.

I can’t take it anymore. Feel like my head’s about to explode. But then I hear soft words saying, “Just breathe.” Here comes that knot again. Tightening in my throat. Tension in my forehead but I hear it again. Just breathe. The situation is hard to cope with. Seems unbearable…
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Sweet Sleep

Soft light peers through my window as I’m wrapped by you. Sweet little nephew. Although the air is cold I am embraced by your warm love. Last night while sleeping I heard little feet walk in my room. I slowly opened my eyes and saw two bright, brown ones staring…
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Shantel Travels
On this rainy day in York I sit on this couch with my brain scrambled. I have much to look forward to and yet I feel like I’m still catching up. I don’t believe this is a stand-still season for me. So many opportunities and so many ideas. Dreams and…
