Scratching The Infinite

Scratching The Infinite

My soul, though, no one can really know about, barely even me, realizing not it is infinite. ~Rumi With each sentence I write, I scratch at the infinite complexity of a soul exposing another inkling of knowledge form a whole I can never know. I am a mystery to myself, a mystery revealed and concealed […]

Reconstituted Hailstones

Reconstituted Hailstones

I write because I don’t understand myself. ~Clarice Lispector Thoughts are flitting hummingbirds pollinating sister flowers portending the birth of fruit. They are a barrage of hailstones on a summer day, melted, evaporated, gone as if they never existed, a figment of an overactive imagination save for the one or two we collect and store […]

Singing Snowflakes

Singing Snowflakes

Listening to snow fall. ~Roberto Bolaño I wish I had the ability to attain a state of serenity so deep, I could hear the voices of individual flakes of snow falling thru the air, the serenading of a thousand snowflakes swirling in the wind, the cacophony when millions crash onto the ground.

A Hundred Dollar Lie

A Hundred Dollar Lie

Everyone you interact with is changed forever. The only questions are: How will they be different? and How different will they be? ~Seth Godin Her gray haired head bowed looking toward the concrete. Not in submission. It seemed too heavy for her neck, too heavy to hold upright. Perhaps, strength sapping hunger pulled it downward. […]

A Soul Disconnected

A Soul Disconnected

Sometimes I feel like a motherless child a long, long way from home. ~Paul Robeson There are times I feel disconnected from everyone, the odd man out standing in a crowded room watching from an obscure corner as everyone else mingles and, I imagine, connecting at the soul level.

Finding Words

Finding Words

“It seems as if the right words can only come out of the perfect space you love.” ~Ellen Meloy I generally find the right words, my right words, are either about a space I love, about a favorite destination, a topic about which I have passion. Or, they come from being physically present at a […]

“Locked and Loaded”

“Locked and Loaded”

“Justice may have won, but cruelty, death, and inhuman violence have also won.” ~Bao Ninh, The Sorrow of War My country is flirting with yet another war, another escalation of disagreement to the point that the fat and old send the fit and brave to die.

Bonnywood Manor

Peace. Tranquility. Insanity.

Elan Mudrow

The Ridges of Intertextuallity

Two Bangali Backpackers

Travel, Tiffin & Prem


Every Heart Has A Story.

pen, actually

stationery lover, grammar queen

Sweta Ojha

A Personified Narrative : Defying Reality. Sketching Imageries.

Atoms of Thought

Essays on travel, identity, literature, and philosophy.


by Evelina Di Lauro


Because life is too overrated to ignore

Milly Schmidt

The Cat's Write


"My words are my identity"

she's a seeker

Currently, NYC

Inside my cellar

Watch closely as an author thoughts unveil truths through a vision that was once mere premonition. Thoughts From A balcony inside the minds of the intuitive


Vintage Style and Modern Tailoring

Wolff Poetry | Poetry, Tools & Resources for Self-Publishing Writers

Wolff Poetry offers poetry, and tips that make writing & self-publishing easier. Linda J. Wolff mentors young writers.

Heartstring Eulogies

Conjured by Sarah Doughty

Srijana Kattel

Ramblings of an empty mind