Realities We Make

The story or poem that used to live here is being rewritten… or, is on its way to a new home. But worry not, I’d never leave you without something to read. Just click the following links, and you’ll be able to delight in the newest Stories and Poems I’ve published on this blog.

51 thoughts on “Realities We Make”

  1. Oh, the rooms we make when we write, all moving walls and inky floors. Sometimes, they are the best places to be ourselves, to be with each other.

  2. I love the format of this poem, Magaly, and have loved the ink and skin series. I especially like the lines:
    ‘Let’s be ink and feels
    only for us, write a room
    of realities we make’.

  3. Magaly! Your poetess ink drips with such deep magic…loved this..romantic and soulful! Blissful beauty( I want our wildest words…) ! I have so enjoyed this gorgeous series! Fantastic visual too…all thiosedelicious words laying near your inky weapon! !
    Have a lovely night
    V

  4. A great pleasure to come read this again, and I’m so pleased you included it in the 55 as well, since the earlier parts of the tale have been told there, and told so well. This for me sums up the central soul of the story, of finding connection through words, of loving and living through them in every possible way. Thanks so much for coming by today, and for delighting me with your comment on mine as well.

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