Thinking about my lost marriage and my new life! Thanks, Friends.
Written by Jacob Ibrag
When you’re alone for a time, you are forced
to face yourself. No distractions. No running. It’s an
arranged marriage. A manifestation before breath. From
a peek into a look. Parts you’ve ignored. Thoughts you’ve
blown off. When you are alone for a time, you begin to
feel every second. You begin to remember, and
remember when you wanted to forget.
Photo by Nik MacMillan
Over the years Eyes + Words has turned into a wonderful budding family of over fifteen thousand people across all platforms. It’s surreal and humbling to know that the art of poetry and story is alive and thriving. That being said, I hope that the creation of the Eyes + Words Writers Group serves as a vehicle and launch pad to help and support writers and the aspiring ones to keep manifesting words that many out there are searching for everyday…
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