Survivor

Words are beings with a life of their own.

Each one that comes to me from you,

I catch, dissect, look deep

inside – I play with their hearts.

Sometimes I rearrange them,

wash and give them new clothes.

They become pretty.

That’s how I survive.

 

Maja S. Todorovic

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  1. Hi Maja, I’m new to your work and am impressed with the sharpness, the flow and the clarity of focus in this piece. Deceptively simple here – but intuitively stylish, I think you are a natural writer… And look forward to keeping an eye on your work, as it develops… With Best Wishes Scott

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  2. I like your idea of washing and rearranging words…perhaps some kind of coping mechanism when the words we receive aren’t what we would have preferred. It made me think…well done! Thank you, Maja, for joining in with us at dVerse…hope to see you again.
    Gayle

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