The Frozen Battle:
The whistle blows. The puck drops dead.
The blades slice deep. The zone ahead.
A spray of ice, a sudden roar,
Five frozen men who sprint to score.
The rubber flies at blinding speed.
A heavy check. A body bleed.
The plexiglass begins to shake,
With every brutal turn they make.
The goalie waits inside his square,
A wall of pads and...
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After months of tests, scans, appointments, surgery, and enough waiting around to qualify as a hobby, I finally had my first chemotherapy treatment.

It's a strange feeling. Part of me is nervous. Part of me is relieved. Part of me is grateful that we've finally moved from talking about treatment to actually doing something about it.

I suppose "excited" is the wrong word. Nobody wakes
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The View From the Dunes:
The morning mist dissolves into the heat,
I find my spot and claim a wooden seat.
Beyond the court, the rolling ocean shines,
Between the tight, fluorescent boundary lines.
The volleyball net stands taut against the breeze,
Stretched out between the courts and salty seas.
In bright bikinis, athletes take their place,
With fierce determination on each face.
The serve...
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Street art bleeding off the brick,
Fluorescent light and a heavy click.
A solid gold crown on a concrete throne,
Built for the bold, the loud, the alone.
No soft lines, no quiet gear,
Just iron, chrome, and a beautiful fear.
We hit the switches, we scrape the ground,
Leaving our mark on an ongoing town.
Three wheels locked, tilted high,
A permanent middle finger...
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Hey everyone!

It’s been almost two years since I last dropped by, but just like old times, I really needed to come back to the very first forum that welcomed my writing and where you all gave me such an amazing reception.

I’ve been saving up some ink and gathering ideas, so I’m coming back with plenty of material. What can you expect from me...
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