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It has been a little while since I’ve written here. I have been a very busy bee, and am happy to say I released my first poetry book! It is a collection of poetry and prose that touches on the experiences of trauma related to witnessing violence against my mother and being a child abuse…
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With the chaos that has our world in its embrace right now, it is easy to lose sight of creative and enlightening endeavors that set our souls on fire. I admit, I haven’t felt the burn in quite a while as I have been stuck in my home working fully remotely, juggling remote education for…
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©️ 2019 It is strange, how we are able to transfer light into each other with a smile and then create distance in ourselves that keeps us from coming close. We illuminate our souls to one another and yet our guards refuse to let the other bring to light our vulnerable parts. We build a…
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©️ 2019 Face down, on my bed, with no comfort but the gust of wind from my ceiling fan,the hurt reminds me thatmy greatest friendsare the tearsrunning marathonsdown my face — until your handsrest upon my back;skin on skin, this paingrows thinand I come backinto my heartas the gentle in your handswash the sadness clinging to my skin;oh how you are my…
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©️ 2019 — Sometimes the days become overdrawn, wearing down my skin so thin, where I don’t win, and I find myself dreaming of a place where time is not a luxury and spending it is not a sacrifice. But everything we do is a sacrifice, the new devours the old, and we either swim…
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Barbara Garay 