300 Words To Her Coy Master

My adaptation of Andrew Marvell’s To His Coy Mistress: 300 Words To Her Coy Master Yet it lingers, both space and time this demure, Sir, lost in mine, as us some how some way today we’ll watch the hours wash away. Aside the banks of the Thames, euros, pounds, dollars; I

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Dream #3

  Stillness was the move. Rejecting the rage inside, in my mind I knew it was time.   We arrived in a Rolls-Royce. The driver turned around, “Here we are.” “Now?” I inquired completely aware of the answer.   Wrist wrapped around my father’s arm, I walked slower than we

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Upgrade on the way.

I’m not Michael Jackson but …. This is it for my graduate school program! In the foreseeable future you will be able to read about my adventures in London in the sequel to ‘M.E.E.T. me for Cheese and Chocolate’ – ‘M.E.E.T. me for Graduate School.’   This new page I

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Thirty-Nine

Graduate school. On this day a year ago I flew from San Francisco to London prepared to start a new chapter of my story. Not even 36 hours later I was back on an airplane flying to DC then Raleigh because of errors with my visa. I was so upset

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Twenty-Nine

  Hello family. I haven’t been around in a while but absence makes the heart grow fonder …. or is it distance? Regardless, I’ve been strictly about my business lately and I found a place to live! I will be moving to South London next month. Zone 1 so I

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Nineteen

Everything happens for a reason and things are happening over here. First of all it can’t begin this post without mentioning my friend Ese. I met her on my trip to Warwick Castle and Shakespeare’s House (post fifteen). She is the reason for my warmth. Fortunately she graduated recently, but

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