Daring Transitions

  I don’t know why but my childhood memories usually appear faint. A deja vu feeling, wandering thoughts or some…

Buckle My Shoe

  I remember the songs now. Halfway. The one we chant late into the night. It meant anything to me…

Identity

  http://<a href=”https://dailypost.wordpress.com/discover-challenges/identity/”>Identity</a> On the question of IDENTITY. I Am Me, You Are Not. I is another.  Arthur Rimbaud. There…