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Small Drops of Words

SMALL DROPS OF WORDS Revived Feeling,, after years of floating in nothingness, befalls the body as a floating in everythingness. It is an...

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Erasing

I’m from paper and pencil time. This was when backpacks were overflowing with looseleaf papers that had torn away from three-ring ...

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Flowers

Flowers During a major transition in my life, as I was working towards my MFA, raising my kids, working, and about to collapse, I was...

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Leaves

Leaves June 2017 When I found our little house I knew it was the place where I could have a small garden and where the kids could play...

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Circus Memory

Once a year the Circus came to town. Just like in a storybook or a movie, we looked forward to the arrival of the circus which took...

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Houses in Boxes

I’m building a house. It’s been stored under my daughter’s bed for about 9 years because I kept telling myself that I could not build it...

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Loose and Connected Thoughts: Fragments and wanderings of words and images by Damaris Iva Ferrer

Welcome to this blog that will hold my thoughts, stories and ideas in no particular order. Here I will share and attempt to capture,...