rida

1> our counted breaths, and measured footstep are cardboard boxes, duty attic 2> (about myself) how does a tiny fish feel in ruthless currents? well, you get me now

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Words thrown haphazardly have meaning too For me, writing poetry takes me into a sort of trance where everything is really quiet and then when I read the poem- it’s ...

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rida {she/her} is a young, immature poet who has been writing poetry for 2 years, 2021 being the 3rd. She enjoys participating in various writing projects. Her favourite sections for ...

Chapter I The girl stood transfixed in front of the cyclops, obviously paralysed by fear. Her eyes widened as she watched the giant lumber out of his cave, scratching his ...

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