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Here I am, sitting in the dining room of a small Spanish grandmother, looking at a silver plaque of "La Ultima Cena de Jesus" (The Last Supper) whilst a cool breeze blows across my shoulders. It's bright out -- surprisingly less humid than the past four days -- and I can hear the neighbors chatting... Continue Reading →

Rain, Rain, You Can Stay


Rain makes me write poetry. Well, more specifically my professor makes me write poetry, but rain definitely helps me get into the mood. On a semi-related note, I already misplaced my brand new copy of The Complete Works of Sylvia Plath. Way to go, Caps. Clean your room.Anyway, we were given an assignment in class... Continue Reading →

I’m Nine Again


I was that kid who literally shoved her nose in a book and didn't take it out until she'd flipped cover to cover. Most of my childhood memories are centered around lying on my couch, feet up, reading a book. On sick days, I'd make blanket forts in the living room and hide away, reading... Continue Reading →

The Sea


In the waves, see a million miles of color. 'Neath the waves, the fish dash, dive for cover. And the greens and the blues Mix together to create a hundred hues I wanna paint the sea. Oh, cuz there's so much to see, yeah there's so much to see It won't wait for me I... Continue Reading →

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