A core in a cru…

A core in a crust!
I plunged my fears and swam across depths of time and space.
First time.
I would taste the pleasure of emotions in words.
It was a trance.
A temporary exit to the power-playing people around me in the real-now.
I began to find the answers to my complicated ideas, deconstructing and reconstructing every word; trying to separate water and oil.
I would like to think, there is a knife on my neck and every wrong move I make would slit a cut on my throbbing throat like killing a helpless chicken.
Maybe, I can become what I dream now.
In this development of technology, words and letters are like people talking to me face to face.
Connecting…

/rosevocations.arrowtarget

This is an exerpt from my fiction story “Net Chat,” on iwrotefiction.blogspot.com

The internet birthed with me, we lived together and collaborate; the World Wide Web.

Seriously, I always tell myself, I am an android built with a heart. The other me.  It is happy and sad.  But it has to be like this for me as a writer.

Once, one of my professors told me (way back my MFA days), “Always let go when you write.”

I said, “No, I won’t.  It is scary.”

Dr. Marj Evasco, “Why?”

“I may not be able to come back,” I answered.

It was a sincere conversation.  I thank GOD for these moments.

/rosevoc2 on huntprayerpoems.wordpress.com

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