Conceived in hate, birthed in terror,
thousands died; everyday ordered lives
tumbled down, disintegrating
into corruption-tainted shards leaving
only sorrow-storms, hollowed hearts
and shattered trust
2 billion watched this Nation’s
innocence destroyed; bore witness
while our tattered dreams fell
amongst the smoke and rubble,
now haunted by the never-to-be forgotten;
co-joined survivors living the aftermath
The Weird Editing Habit I Can’t Write Without
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[image: a visual explosion of color and music.]
I’ve always had a strange editing habit: I read almost everything I write
out loud.
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