The Emancipation of Cassandra J.

I don’t need to remind you or explain to you what it is that time can do to you. You, whoever you are, are physically changing, intellectually changing, and personally changing. Of all the things that have provoked to me write it is curious that I should feel compelled to write about my “changes”. The [...]

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The Fall(ing)

The leaves are falling
A tree once fruitful, budding and pregnant with blossoms
Now leaves crabapples beneath the dirt
They are bruised, too green and unripe
They are dirty and unripe
I see them scattered beneath the black, black dirt
I cannot meditate on their organic being
For it hurts below my heart
To see them beneath the dirt

The leaves are falling

No [...]

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It’s A Boy.

While riding the elevator of a hospital today, I could not help but notice the many expressions around me. I am that fraction of the population that would prefer to be anywhere else other than the hospital or to know anybody that is residing in one. I suppose this fraction is quite significant but I [...]

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sparks flying in the dark

Sleepless nights are invaluable.
Memories seem to emerge from the shadows. When I was much younger, I was convinced that there were moths on the walls of my bedroom. They were just shadows. Sometimes I still see their shape and I remember how scared I was of the dark and the presence of those fluttering things. [...]

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Either Way

“We talk about our voices as writers- how they are strong and brave but how as people we are wimps. This is what creates our craziness. The chasm between the great love we feel for the world when we sit and write about it and disregard we give in our own human lives. How Hemmingway [...]

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Milano

Subway station in Milan
August 29th
Tea stained blouse and dirty toes
Weary from the steps of the Duomo
Pigeons peck at the railroad tracks
 By the great clock I wait in a pew
I would give anything to touch you
I smile at a man that reminds me of a pocket watch
I watch icecream melt in the case of the gelato shoppe
August 29th, train [...]

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Live ASAP

I bet if I asked you, dearest reader, how you spend your time while waiting for a flight at the airport you’d forget to tell me the truth. Now, whether we are friends or not is beside the point because I know that you, like myself and virtually everyone else capable of entering those automatic [...]

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Happy Birthday

I’ve always thought to myself that if I could sing, I would. If I possessed some great talent in the art of singing, you would hear me in the streets and see me on stage. Boy, would you know. I was apart of Calgary Girl’s Choir for a few years and loved being apart of [...]

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Unknown.

The initial realization that “things” have changed provides the most frightening and daunting feeling one could begin to understand. In any relationship, say a boyfriend or girlfriend, this is perhaps the most unnerving realization, especially if it is not a mutual one. Heartbreak. Responsibility. Unknown.
In the context of a friendship, it is simply tragic when [...]

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Red Light

My desk faces a new window.  There are boxes everywhere that are full of things I have forgotten I posses.  There are new clothes with tags on them. Hampers full of blankets and sweaters. Books everywhere. Designs for a shelf on my bare desk. I cannot see the floor. There are too many things here. I [...]

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