par Barbara Ferreres | Mai 9, 2024 | poetry, prompted writing, Writings
Tapes, from the « Souvenirs » painting series, by Okaasan/Nathalie Ferreres, mixed media on canvas, all rights reserved 2023-2024 She noticed the graphite scratching,The ink flowing ;Second scretched, As she lurked To that guttural, perishable, yet immortal, Moment of...
par Barbara Ferreres | Mar 30, 2024 | poetry, Writings
I should sleep less, I should read more;Write about my lore, Reclaim those sleepless nights again As mine. There’s something that drives me wild During those days spent in bed Dreams and reality merge, Into a single flow. Floating around, I’m the unreliable narrator...
par Barbara Ferreres | Mar 15, 2024 | To hide when the morning comes, Writings
Virginia Woolf once wrote in her famous feminist essay A Room of One’s Own (1929) that “A female writer cannot afford to live her life too clearly. If she does, she will write in a rage when she should write calmly. She will write in a rage when she should write...
par Barbara Ferreres | Fév 28, 2024 | poetry, prompted writing, short stories, Writings
There were no more step to take She wished she had thought about it sooner She would have taken more of them, she thought There were no last breath to take That one seemed to surprise the reaper more Should she tell her she hid itIn one of those last kisses Would she...
par Barbara Ferreres | Fév 6, 2024 | poetry, Writings
It’s hard, being born a daughter!Sometimes I want to resent my mother,But deep down,I wish she had someome to protect herFrom everything she’s been through,The things, we didn’t talk through,No one should live this, though. When I was younger I...
