2020 Credo
As per the advice of Colum McCann in the book “Letters to a Young Writer,” I’ve decided on a credo for my writing: I am not the two-dimensional propaganda carefully crafted by those who wish I’d never been born. Nor am I any mythical heroine burdened with limitations of virtue, or vice. Imagination attempts representation…
Keep readingMy Life – A Glimpse of My Coming of Age Story
I was pregnant by the age of 15, six months pregnant on my 16th birthday. It was predictable, but tragic nonetheless. By the age of twelve or thirteen I’d lost a desire to live. I don’t remember why, that was so long ago. The trigger could have been the news that my biological father had…
Keep readingLove Letter from a Beggar
Cliche but apropos – a vision of myself in the depths of a dark and silent ocean. Weightless and peaceful, absorbed in infinite bliss of nothing and everything, finally I can breathe. Inhale silence, exhale silence. Abruptly pulled to the surface by necessity of food and clothing, I become nothing but a beggar and an…
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Michele Lee Crick 