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Capricious Weather

“In Mauritius the weather has been acting very strange lately. This Winter doesn’t seem like all of the other winters I’ve known. The wind seems so scary; the clear sky can suddenly turn into dark clouds filled of rain, while at night, when sleeping, at any time temperature can suddenly rise. All of these changes…

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Moved Back For Better Jumping

Take rest; a field that has rested gives a bountiful crop. Ovid I hope that I moved back so as to be able to jump further ahead. I pressed the reset button to start all over again from the place where I should have really begin when I first started my creative-writing adventure. I am…

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The Extraordinary

A poem for the Olympic Games “Life is not about waiting for the storm to pass. It’s about learning to dance in the rain.” Unknown Tough days indeed, but you make me believe that life has won over death, you inspire me to continue working towards my dreams, you ignite my aspirations. A Chinese proverb…

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Why I Use A Pen-name

Your worth consists in what you are and not in what you have. Thomas edison A pen-name, nom de plume, or literary double is a made up name used by authors who want to conceal their true identity or real name, or even, those, who like me, find it way more cooler to sign books…

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This Home Of Yours

This poem is dedicated to all those who have, and still are selflessly caring for us during that pandemic time. To my mother. To everyone else who love like a mother. To Mother Earth. Happy Mother’s Day to everyone. This Home Of Yours Mothers know every parts of their child, Reared under the hands of…

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Awareness In Times Of Chaos

Awareness In Times Of Chaos Awareness is a form of meditation, of being inspired, of triggering the emotion of peace, love, and freedom. Awareness, I believe, is the most powerful and sane experience that a living being can have, though I’ve never understood why is it so difficult to attain, but also, why is it…

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Robots’ Mind

“I wanted to write about what might go through the mind of a robot. In the end this piece partly came out as an absurdist fiction.” Robot’s Mind Trichia Pride dreamt of a life where she would be cared for, and with sets of instructions pre-programmed in her mind processor. She dreamt of that kind…

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The Cure

A non-writing writer is a monster courting insanity Franz Kafka Today, while writing this post, the house is very calm. My mother’s-in-law radio is off, my husband has taken my sons to the barbershop, and only the chirps of different birds, the windy weather, the shuffling of the leaves of trees, and some muffled distant…

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Mother’s Day Mini Poems

If you’ve enjoyed the pieces that I have written for Mother’s Day, here are two links to poems that I wrote so as to celebrate motherhood: My Mom, The Wren Thank u Mother

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Poetry Shower

My soul only craves poetry lately. Writing fiction takes a lot of my time – re-writes, re-reads, and re-edits… lots of struggle, only to find that I don’t bring anything new to the table; that what I write has already been written by others; that my ideas are not at all ingenious. So I guess…

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  1. I will try to write more, though I am very busy right now. ❤

  2. Really❤️ thanks… perhaps if I have the time I’ll try to write more stories concerning her fictional life.

  3. Lolly with curly hair 🐑 is my favourite caracter till now 💕🥰