Natalia Corres Posts

No monster from the imagination is more frightening to me than humanity. No more destructive force is evident than progress made so arrogant. Atrocities are…

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When I was at that in-between age not child nor quite teen, I managed to talk my way into seeing concerts for free, as one…

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When I find money, on the streets, when out for a walk or when I am going somewhere – a dollar or a coin, I…

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The door opens, hinges complaining, cold air pushing in or the warmth of the room rushing out, it is darkness on the other side, voices…

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Isn’t it funny, how some people easily understand the toddler’s babble, the dog’s expression, the cat’s specific meow? And others look askance, unable to detect…

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F a l l i n g asleep, is difficult for some, thoughts still racing, body not tired, cares and worries and should-haves vying for…

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I thought of skipping this day’s poem, no muse presented itself, no poignant memory, nor funny moment turned on the metaphorical lightbulb above my head.…

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I can get lost for hours in small wonders. The traffic lane of ants that goes on relentlessly for several blocks; The wad of skin…

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It is in the small imperfections that we find unique beauty, we find identity, we find attributes to love. A “beauty mark” might also be…

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