April is National Poetry Month and as a poet myself, I want to share some poems that I have written in the past few months. Poetry is something that is personal and impersonal at the same time. Poets are capable of writing about a specific incident in their lives while millions of people are stillContinue reading “National Poetry Month: let’s read, write and celebrate!”
From April 5-14, 2021, Concordia University Ann Arbor is hosting a student art show by Allie Milot.
“You’re going on a walk? Just a walk? What kind of first date is that?” Avery’s best friend and roommate, Syd, exclaimed when Avery told her she had met someone… online. Avery had had close to no luck in the past. Boy after boy would come and go. They’d break her heart, ignore her completely,Continue reading “Photo Story Friday: Online Dating: Just a walk is all you need”
Lost in her art, lost for hours, lost in her own world away from the pain, the panic, the people. She can take it as slow or as fast as she wants. Sitting alone for hours, clearing her mind of nothing except for strategies to make different stitches and knots. There is no other activityContinue reading “Photo Story Friday: Seven steps to stitch”
I want to write for myself, as myself. One that has not been inspired to write just for the love of it in eight months or so. My mind has been distracted, filled with worry, and has simply been tired. I took a walk by myself a few weeks ago. This is something that hasContinue reading “Photo Story Friday: Walking Revelations”
Bubbling beneath her feet, the cool waters of Lake Michigan rolled on and off the sandy shores. The waters had not always been this cold, but because of the especially cold winter the state of Michigan had made it through, there were still chilly remnants that had lasted into the month of July. The unexpectedContinue reading “Photo Story Friday: Lakeside Clarity”
Alice Bernard, a French immigrant works the night shift at a local Boots pharmacy and by day, paints with chalk in Trafalgar square. Born and raised in France by a farmer and midwife, she never learned English. She has learned some basic phrases for her pharmacy job, but the job only requires Alice to restockContinue reading “Photo Story Friday: London Street Art”
The mid-June Michigan heat beat down on Vivian as she sat behind the flowers near the party tent of her cousin Hannah’s wedding. This day had been a nightmare filled with relatives she hadn’t seen in over ten years, interactions with annoying cousins all while being forced to smile in family photos. With every cameraContinue reading “Photo Story Friday: Summer Wedding People Watching”
Opening Note: “She”, as the narrator, remains unnamed throughout the entire story, along with her co-character, “He”. Neither one of these characters are real people, rather they are representations of emotion. Both of these characters represent the various views of passion, love, commitment and fear. They do not represent any actual people and should notContinue reading “Photo Story Friday: Impatiently Waiting”
Small. Fragile. Insignificant. Who sees her worth? Who takes time to turn an eye towards a creature such as this when there are so many other sights to be seen? She could fade away, break a wing, no one would notice. Who would really care? In the city, there is rarely a break from theContinue reading “Photo Story Friday: Thoughts of the Innocent”
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