Edald Hopfield
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Thursday WriteO Setting Prompt: Bag
The sprite slipped into her hand-bag, falling in between the small gaps of jumbled objects as she jostled it in her walk. When they finally came to a stop, the hand-bag was thumped once more, dropped onto a counter and… Continue reading
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Tuesday WriteO Poetry Prompt: Warden
Sometimes I feel small, Like I’m curling into a ball, As if making myself small, Will make life feel less threatening, Sometimes it feels like I’m being swallowed, Like my body is being hollowed, Into the darkness, I am swallowed,… Continue reading
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Get Yourself SASS for Your Uni Life
One thing that has helped me get through my degree, and just life in general, is SASS. Secretly Always Stressing & Sweating. Now, it probably sounds strange to begin with but I’ll explain it further. When I first started university,… Continue reading
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The Unnatural Order of Things
Trees sown in lines, Hallways of dark green, no end Lit by shreds of light, Bordered by blank blocks of grass, not a stone nor a bush in sight. A tidied space. Stray trees push through here and there, amongst… Continue reading







