Magnolia Fay
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| Type | Title | Author | Replies | Last updated |
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| Collection | Reflections | Magnolia Fay | 0 | 2 years 10 months ago |
| Story | Ciao nonna | Magnolia Fay | 15 | 2 years 10 months ago |
| Story | War makes insomniacs and bad poetry | Magnolia Fay | 10 | 2 years 10 months ago |
| Story | This Cannot Be Our Home | Jane Hyphen | 20 | 2 years 11 months ago |
| Story | Changing spine | Magnolia Fay | 0 | 2 years 11 months ago |
| Story | Punctured day | Magnolia Fay | 0 | 2 years 11 months ago |
| Story | Stop the walk | Magnolia Fay | 2 | 2 years 11 months ago |
| Story | Doing yoga in my living room | Magnolia Fay | 4 | 2 years 11 months ago |
| Collection | Poetry | Magnolia Fay | 0 | 2 years 11 months ago |
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Hiding under a plane seat
This is almost public journaling. Sometimes exposing the more unsavoury contents of my brain in public helps me fight the parts of me who'd rather hide it. Kind of like flashing people, but with my brain. Also (I hope) not in a gross way. It is an exercise in acceptance. I have anxiety. I am afraid of flying and stressed by many little things. And I won't make it harder for myself by being ashamed. Not anymore.
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Ciao nonna
My grandma passed away last Friday. She was 99 and died peacefully in her bed after withering away slowly for the past two or three years. She had survived herself, and there was relief that she was free at last. However, we all feel older, lonelier, more vulnerable now. This, however tiny, is for her. And for my dad.
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Changing spine
Family issues sometimes can inspire the weirdest images.
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Punctured day
I wrote this poem a couple of weeks ago during one of my blah days. Today I thought I'd share it: it is another blah day. Also, another day when the fact that my hair is clean and going swish is one of my few joys.
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War makes insomniacs and bad poetry
I woke up and 4 am last night, my stomach in a knot over the news of the last week. This poured out of me on the Notes app on my phone. I always turn to poetry when I'm anxious, I find it unfiltered and visceral. It's neither good nor reasoned, but that's okay, it's one of my best therapeutic tools.
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