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Daddy walked me out in the national park, I was 2. He was holding my right hand since my left hand was busy holding an ice cream on stick. … Read More»

I receive a text message from a friend who is working as an intern. I haven’t received any message from her in a long time since both of us have been busy with our studies. … Read More»

My teacher, who is one of the most respected poets in my country and who I also love dearly, asked me while the two of us were having wine and cheese in her house, “Is blogging a real writing? … Read More»

SILENCE First just allow any thoughts to pass, and be still Be aware of where you are now… Feel the body… Connect with the place where the feet touch the ground… … Read More»

"Hell hath no fury like a woman scorned!"--I will take this literally not proverbially for the article below. … Read More»

A few weeks ago, my cousin came home one night from her short trip to the northern region of our country. … Read More»

Note: I am posting this essay to ask my WorldPulse sisters (and brothers?) to help me with my writing. … Read More»

It’s a Saturday and there’s a little rain shower early in the morning. I wake up unusually early for a weekend. … Read More»

In every corner of the world there is a woman weaving: a story, a dream, a life. She is not alone. When she cries, someone cries with her. When she laughs, someone laughs with her. … Read More»