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Sunday Stanza: Poem Forty Six: There Will Always Be A Rainbow By Hannah Williams
A rainbow formed after the raindrops and the sunlight kissed the vapour. Melting the chaos and illuminating the future. A reminder that when the storm becomes frightening and the sky thunders with lightning and the rays no longer shining and my fears become frightening. There will always be a rainbow. A rainbow formed after the Read more
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Haiku Poetry: Cherry Blossom
Cherry Blossom (Haiku) A bold infusion, bleeds fuchsia deeply. A petal falls eastward. Please like, comment and subscribe to my YouTube Channel Thank you for watching! Read more
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Sunday Stanza: Poem Forty Five: No Longer Collecting Thank You By Hannah Williams
I am collecting all the thank you I have ever received. I’m gathering them up to burn it and have it cremated. From here on hence, I don’t use them anymore. Or rather I’m not allowing people to use it on me. I have crossed the ocean for you and seared my feet amongst volcanoes. Read more
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Prose/Short Story: Too Late By Hannah Williams (Microfiction)
When memories become distant, the mind strives to hold onto whatever remains. Yet, I was determined not to forget. Especially when I began to think and dream about her. I saw her frail, distant and almost elusive. But still, I was conflicted by the thought of how she could live a life without me. Why Read more
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Book Review: Don’t Call Us Dead By Danez Smith
Don’t Call Us Dead is a poetry collection which I found quite heavy to read due to the depth and intensity of the topics. It varies from a range of issues such as the police brutality, what it means to be black in America and discusses the endemic of HIV. What do you think of Read more
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An Analysis of Bitter Waters Translated By Shash Trevett
Bitter Waters (Translated by Shash Trevett) See these lines on my upturned palm. They are the rivers of tears that have washed my face. They are the rivers of blood that have washed my land. Flowing first in trickles, then streams and then in torrents: they are the swells of voices that have cried out Read more
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