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To Do In 2020: LET GO, VOTE, And Keep It Stylish

To Do In 2020: LET GO, VOTE, And Keep It Stylish

Honestly, I thought it made sense to post my truth it has been a minute since I typed a verse. Writing is the thing that I have right now to cling on to like love knocking at your door. Instead of being a member of social media – how about I flip it (Again): Write … Continue reading

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  • In her latest work of short-fiction: Emerging From The Wind, atlas brown contributes verses to the 2020 Special Edition of 50in50: Love in the Time of Corona, presented by the Billie Holiday Theatre: The creative writing platform encourages writers to respond to Love in the Time of Cholera, a novel by Colombian Nobel prize winning author Gabriel Garcia Marquez. Emerging From The Wind, is now available in Indie Texas, a collection of books from local indie authors available exclusively on the BiblioBoard Library mobile and web platform. This collection is available to patrons of participating libraries all across your state/region. Read atlas brown's experimental antiphon and share feedback with the author about your virtual literary experience. READ EMERGING FROM THE WIND

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I am a social change agent and always thinking about how to best serve the global community. I believe that we all have a purpose on this earth and if nothing else it is to treat others as we want to be treated. I have no fear - none at all. And, neither should you!

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2021 Pledge of Allegiance to Self-Care, Self-Love, and Love of Self. I am no longer adulting for adults. I choose to be selfish with my time, my existence, and my emotions. And, in my humble opinion I believe that is Alright, Alright, Alright. Aye!

“i am running into a new year” by Lucille Clifton

i am running into a new year
and the old years blow back
like a wind
that i catch in my hair
like strong fingers like
all my old promises and
it will be hard to let go
of what i said to myself
about myself
when i was sixteen and
twentysix and thirtysix
even thirtysix but
i am running into a new year
and i beg what i love and
i leave to forgive me