Poem: Children of Clay

Hey everybody, I’ve just uploaded my first audio recording on SoundCloud and it’s of me reading an original poem I’d written earlier this year (more info on the clip’s info). Please, do have a listen.

Safe to say I think we all cringe on hearing our own voices on recording.
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Naked in Greece

“Hona!”

“Aye,” said Hona. She was lounging on the roof.

“Put your clothes on, woman.” That was Judith.

Hona slid her sunshades down, “Come over here and make me.”

A patter of footsteps interrupted the mutinous glare-off.

“Hey! You two …. oh,” said Dima.

“Tell her to put on her clothes!”

“Why?” 

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On Writing: Beginnings, coping & expression

I can trace a handful of defining moments back to my days in high school. Maybe it shouldn’t come as surprising, being that mixing pot of awkwardness, doubt, and a pinch of disorientation to taste. Writing, for fun, was one of them.


“May your coming year be filled with magic and dreams and good madness. I hope you read some fine books and kiss someone who thinks you’re wonderful, and don’t forget to make some art — write or draw or build or sing or live as only you can. And I hope, somewhere in the next year, you surprise yourself.” 


― Neil Gaiman
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