the last thought of the dying

A memory just suddenly sprung from the dark corners of my mind. Back in college, when I was still taking up my Masters in Fine Arts for Creative Writing, I had a poetry class and we were all assigned to do a report and propose an activity based on a poetic movement. I randomly picked…Read more the last thought of the dying

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A New Year, Like Folded Paper

I'll fold up the year like a piece of paper and all the words written in them will fall out at the sides and I'd have to pick them up one by one and put them on something blank in a different order because there's no point, really, in writing those words all over again…Read more A New Year, Like Folded Paper