Monthly Archives: May 2015

old page

Posted on May 28, 2015 by Katya Nina

I was just going through some old journals and, much to my delight, found this heartwarming page. I think it is worth sharing– maybe it will even put a little warmth in your heart when you need it. It reads: … Continue reading →

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a brief explanation about justice and the role of the writer

Posted on May 19, 2015 by Katya Nina

Taking a powerful idea and then lazily surrounding it with uninspired strings of words and half-assed, watered-down paragraphs is like putting a nice, expensive chair in an abandoned house. How many people are going to look past the termite-infested frame … Continue reading →

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[JUST] A SEED

Posted on May 14, 2015 by Katya Nina

What is the purpose of life, as far as I can tell? To pick up my cross, leave the rest behind, and follow Him. This summer, which has only just begun, looks like it will be a trade-off of time … Continue reading →

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Write through another’s mind (in your dreams)

Posted on May 13, 2015 by Katya Nina

Is it really possible to write from a point of view that is not your own, to adopt the outlook and the handwriting of another? To analyze and clone, molecule for molecule, the meaning of their written word? Because a … Continue reading →

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How to be a waitress (saleswoman) when *%&W#(%)^#@$^)*%#($&!@$)*

Posted on May 13, 2015 by Katya Nina

The semester is over. yay. Can’t sense my excitement? That would be because I’m not really feeling it. It was a phenomenal accomplishment for me to get through this past semester without any mental health breakdowns or visits to the … Continue reading →

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Nomad

Posted on May 12, 2015 by Katya Nina

Nomad. Walking the city streets barefoot. With layers upon layers of calluses covering her feet, who knows how old she is. And with skin so sun-kissed and folded in different directions, who knows how old she is. She walks about … Continue reading →

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Breathing, releasing, floating down the drain

Posted on May 6, 2015 by Katya Nina

Last night was difficult for me. I felt upset, hurt, angry, used, and mistreated. Upset drained my lungs and poured out of my eyes, my nose, my mouth. Saltwater, saliva, liquid gushing out of the emotional sores in my soul. … Continue reading →

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Companion or Villain (The Guest At Your Table)

Posted on May 5, 2015 by Katya Nina

Some fight with clubs and cannons But Some fight with nails and poison. . Clubs pound your body— You know when they hit. . Cannons shake the earth— You know when they fire. . One can easily pick from a … Continue reading →

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Tambourine Girl

Posted on May 2, 2015 by Katya Nina

The park was peaceful and the day was warm. In an open field, past abandoned barbeques and empty swings, far out on a blanket of wild grass lay a couple. They stared at the sky, welcoming in the sun. They watched … Continue reading →

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