When I set out to write this, I found myself asking what shape the words should take. Should I tie it to a strict steady rhyme like AABB, neat and regular? But the more I thought about it, the more I felt that kind of fixed structure wouldn’t quite fit what I wanted to say. … Continue reading Where the Old Head Remembers
Lynn Chapman Writer
Writer and Visual Artist
Stories, poetry, quotes, and memories from Arakan — written through the pain, hope, and soul of a Rohingya refugee.
Lucidly in shadows. Poetry from a hand that writes misty.
I’m a writer, reader, and a poet, I hope you like my content :)
A puzzle box every week of a collective comic in different fiefdoms.
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