Ate. About Me Page at Helium

My passion is ...

Life, love, peace, community and my children.

I know too much about ...

Nothing! Curiosity is my natural state and I don't believe learning has an upper limit.

My parents always told me ...

That faeries are real.

My childhood ambition ...

To prove or disprove what my parents always told me.

My favorite memory ...

Childbirth, again and again and again and.....

Why I write ...

Catharsis.

What I am reading/watching/listening to ...

Reading the questions, answering the questions.

My first job ...

A vague and distant memory.

My best moment ...

Was amazing, I'm sure but quickly replaced by the one that followed. It's all good.

My inspiration ...

My perspective? Although it's only as unique as the next persons!

Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Infidelity: 18 of 23

An opportunistic tryst So little to gain And nothing left Nothing to show Little to savour A guiltful existance As your family pass you Strangers in the street ('Though pain as your shamed And her haunted eyes meet) What you wouldn't give To have them back in your arms Retract your wrong Erase that farce But Given as flattery And Taken too far Your affair cheated You Of all you once were.
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