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Storywriter

How old do I have to be to write a story about an old couple, driving down that same lane fifty years on sharing glances, acknowledged or unacknowledged How old do I have to be to write a story about young love to have experienced it, or to have long lived it   How old do I have to be to write about a place on a map, about the concrete pavements, the stone-age burials the spears, swords and guns rewriting invisible borders How old do I have to be to write about people the child with his phone and the child with broken teeth   How old do I have to be to write on what I’ve learned, on the larval life, the metamorphosed adult, the old sod the teachings of a cat, the tick bites and love bites How old do I have to be to write about the things I didn’t do right after the failures or after digging through their remains   How old do I have to be to write on the perfect sunsets, those timeless longings, thoughtless meanderings from city streets, the seash

Bookworm

I am not a writer, poet, or author That you should heed my word. I did not visit libraries or fought wars for that matter, I kept no dictionaries. I did not have a favourite novel or an author. Those that I do are out of peer-pressure: Who’s your favourite, what book do you practice? In the manner of whether it’s a cat or a dog, coffee or tea A boy or a girl, the mountain or the sea. I am not a priest, politician, or anarchist That you should consider my opinion. I didn't ride with the tides, or make divides for that matter, I picked no sides. I did not read manifestos or followed a leader. Those that I do are out of disobedience for another: Whose side are you on, who's good, who's bad? In the manner of whether there's God or Devil, fits and misfits A genius or a stupid, the beautiful and the ugly. I am not a conductor, pianist, or a singer That you should listen to me. I didn't excite the crowds, or make one weep for that matter, I sang no duets. I didn't wres

The Story of Five, Nay, Six, Brothers

There were five, nay, I think six, brothers. One of them took to the seas One of them entered the rainforests One of them ventured into the deserts One of them to the snow-capped mountains One of them took to the skies And one of them stayed back in the nameless land that birthed them. The one who took to the sea touched the deepest place underwater The one who entered the rainforest discovered countless new creatures The one who charted the deserts found the edge of the world The one who ascended the snow-capped mountains climbed the tallest mountain The one who flew up the skies found countless galaxies The one who stayed back learned of the seas, rainforests, deserts, the snow-capped mountains, and the skies. The one who took to the sea became a mariner The one who entered the rainforests became a forester The one who ventured into deserts became a nomad The one who climbed the snow-capped mountains became a mountaineer The one who took to the skies an astronaut The on