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Instead of resolutions, my friend Althea and I come up with a theme for the incoming year. It was her who introduced the concept to me arou...

there is freedom. Both my Senior High teaching career and volunteer work as church choir accompanist have started this year. Since February...

I want to say something. Share all the happiness I'm feeling. But somehow it feels too intimate. Or maybe you won't be interested. A...

My one and only niece turns eight today and as part of her gift, I wrote her a riddle: An 8-Line Riddle for Your 8th I have no feet, I ha...

Today I am grateful for singing beside an experienced choir member. Our mentors always emphasize the value of producing one voice and this m...

My seven-year old niece has just learned to play Truth or Dare, which is a cool way of knowing what goes on in her mind. She's been tau...

December December walks in its worn shoes, towards church doors that open before dawn, welcomed by the district choir, brightening old hy...

Talking to a stranger She was lightning, quiet quick, electric. The cunning smile I practised for years, she flashed at me and with laught...

Shop I walked into the shop to buy a purse that fits ten folded bills and coins for the quick trip to church and back. After combing all ...

Waiting is what happens when you tick every box on the list but the ones outside the page; when mixing flour and water is chore and dough...

Jack Tells Jill Kill your thoughts up the hill, see the empty skies, saltwater. Drown in rapture at the crown, sing new songs of ever-afte...

The second poem that I'm writing for my online poetry course will be workshopped. This post will document the evolution of the poem fro...

The Cup An object that cannot speak is spoken for by the collector. Each night before sleep he wipes the glass shelf that keeps the old c...

The Arms of Rage Swung without warning Rested on no resolution Reached for the starry night When they once cradled a child —RE, 20 July 2...

If my parents died, I would be stressed out by the inconveniences. Another part of me would feel relief. But a stronger thought I have is th...

Someone said (from a rather privileged viewpoint) that if you look back, you'll realize that you've already achieved many of the thi...

Curriculum Vitae The city is a sickle that cuts the throat. The dawn a nascent wound, the dusk a bruise. Stars are knives, rain washes cr...

I'm making a Steve Jobs Zuckerberg billionaire tech people move. I'll stop worrying about the facade (the way they don't worry ...

The Great Aunt All these worn out faces at my nephew's birthday party. I can't stop looking at you. In the mix are toys, magic, s...

Grim A happy ending is a story abandoned at the right time. * In a castle where everyone knows their place, the mouse is happiest. * T...