Voice

Your voice / Trips and breaks / Over your smile / Rivering into the wild / Of my favourite sounds

Text: Your voice Trips and breaks Over your smile Rivering into the wild Of my favourite sounds

Fear

"Fear" poetry by Roshan James, Wellesley, Ontario, Canada

Text: It left me Hoarse and confused With only the unrecognizable Rough and raspy remnants Of my former fluency Pouring mournful into everything My voice, the one I call my own Lost in panicked howling From fear of missing the moon

Avoiding identity crisis in business communications

Paper dolls with speaking bubbles - two dolls are red

I had an “a-ha” moment this past weekend – my 2.5 year old daughter has her own story! It’s not the story I tell about her (even though it’s cute), or the story that I would like to write about her life (as controlling as I can be). It is her own perspective, and it’s […]