By: Okoli Stephanie Orjiugo (O.S.O)

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Blank…that’s all I see

I’m staring but my sight has been zipped into a space only consciousness knows

My stare is as straight as the ruler that measures the shape of my worries bouncing off the geometric walls of thoughts

I become one with my thoughts, a prism, gliding through the planes of life trying to find a balance Continue reading →