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Announcement: My City My Six

I am very honoured and pleased to announce that one of my stories was chosen as part of the City of Toronto's My City My Six contest. The contest asked for stories that described Toronto in 6 words or less. It was run as part of Canada's 150 anniversary and organized by the City of… Continue reading Announcement: My City My Six

Free verse

15/2017: Done

Don't take my words as gospel, it is a truth that is written on tops of my calluses, from where I held on too tight, and the backs of the scars, where I had to cut the ties. Don't take my words as fallacy, as they are the truths I hide, neither ready to see… Continue reading 15/2017: Done

Free verse

6/2017: Keepsake

Between these pages, I find glimpses of you, stories I didn't know to ask you to tell. Answers to questions, I struggled with but feared that you had never confronted. And love that scream out from the pages of a book that was a silent presence through my life. © Manivillie Kanagasabapathy      

Poem

Day 345: Stories

My favourite stories of my dad, are the ones where he pouts and acts sad. They are the ones, where he throw a tantrum, totally forgetting he is a man of wisdom. The ones where he behaves and is a great leader, Let the world tell those stories of glamour. They can have the orator… Continue reading Day 345: Stories

Free verse, Poem

Day 72: Time and Poetry

What stories can I tell today Ones that speak to no one Or common tales of love and loss That lies in the blood of every soul. Shall I speak of days past Memories tickling the subconscious Smiles of bittersweet joy Eyes lost in the distance. Do I write of the future Of what is… Continue reading Day 72: Time and Poetry

Free verse, Poem

Day 58: My Story

Fear digs its claws in, as my scream burrows deeper. The wings of the beast, rake my heart Burning me from the inside out Tears fall softly, Salting the inside of my mouth Acidic Sour Depriving As the voice rushes out, the air escapes Stealing the story, sealing the pain An exhale of breath… a… Continue reading Day 58: My Story

Free verse

Day 9: Sisters

I am blessed For I have many sisters. Sisters of the blood, Herstory linked to mine Through generations of love and sacrifice. Her name surrendered to family lines, A ghostly presence which weaves the family story. Sisters of the soul, Who chose to connect their story to mine Trusting I will remember, That life existed before… Continue reading Day 9: Sisters