Prose
Cat String
Cat-caught long ago After a scream of pleasure Trying to escape Mitsi was looking at me with inquisitive eyes, waiting to see what I was going to do with the creature in my hand. As I laid it on the floor, moving it ever so slowly, Mitsi was preparing the assault. Ears raised, whiskers straightened, eyes transfixed, body motionless, tail tip moving to a mute music, she attacked with her previously sharpened claws. The string had no chance of escaping.
By Patrick M. Ohana2 years ago in Poets
I Used To Be A Dreamer, But Now I Can’t Even See Myself In The Future
“Where do you see yourself 10 years from now?” I paused, stunned and dumbfounded. Whenever people asked me that question, I had visions laid out before them. I had detailed and vivid descriptions of the person I aimed to become and the future I wanted to create. I would speak with unwavering certainty, my future stretching out before me with endless possibilities. That question was something I could answer in a blink of an eye. But now, I can’t answer it. I don’t have an answer anymore.
By fleeting.serenics2 years ago in Poets
If you want to change your life, read this
The only illness you suffer from is self-doubt, and it will ultimately destroy your career. Imposter syndrome is the feeling of doubting one's abilities and achievements compared to others, even when evidence suggests otherwise.
By Hridya Sharma2 years ago in Poets
