Article / Editorial and Opinion
Poem / Memoir
Poem / Travel
Becoming comfortable with the bloom that is writing, my writing, your writing, our writing, and beginning to share it with the world is an enourmous step toward freedom of voice, my voice specifically. For too long has my voice been succumbed to the cages of my skull unable to get out, scratching at the surface of what's known as the human condition. Now, she is released and you all get to drift in and out of typed lithograph yearning for shared inspiration. Carpe Diem.
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