Tag Archives: Reflection Writing

Few and Far Between

I have to dig, because there is something down there I have to discover. Water is down there, but I don’t know how deep it is, so I have to keep digging. There was going to be a drought, so … Continue reading

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Island Boy

Island boy you are, running and digging in the sand nothing to check your spirit but the bashing swells of the waves; Each summer you’re growing Just as the heat warms the land. Island boy you are, the same face … Continue reading

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Exit 25

The black strip cuts through the forest of green, and you sail along, eyes focused on the road strips that fly under the side mirror, out of sight and behind as the car sails onward. You push the pedal on, … Continue reading

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