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Romance of the Typewriter
Written by Chelsea Marie Hicks There’s something so elegant about the typewriter. It’s clicks clacking, paper reeling, disappearing, reappearing with stamps, our words tattooed onto white skin. I miss the pleasure of punching keys; the tragedy of mistakes, the beauty … Continue reading →
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Tagged as chelsea marie hicks, ink, love, objects, paper tattooed, poetry, rambling, romance of the typewriter, typewriters, writing
Self, February Something
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Tagged as chelsea marie hicks, photographs, photos, self portrait
48 Hours in Busan
Last, last weekend was Korea’s Memorial Day weekend and to celebrate my coworkers Will and David, our friend Amila and myself decided to venture south to the beaches of Busan to soak up the sunshine, dine on fresh seafood and … Continue reading →
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Tagged as beaches, busan, chelsea marie hicks, east sea, korea, photography, seafood, south korea, teaching in korea, travel blogging, traveling
A month of stories…Day #2
Orange Juice Stains Written by Chelsea Marie Hicks With the scent and spray of citrus filling the air, Jacob sliced an orange into six, all unequal parts, originally intending to make it eight but his knife wielding skills and ability … Continue reading →
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Tagged as a month in stories, breakfast, chelsea marie hicks, death, fiction, newspaper headlines, orange juice, relationships, writing
A month of stories…Day #1
Conversations With Cumulonimbus Written by Chelsea Marie Hicks Kneeling in waiting for what sunshine never brings, the skin of her knees ache from indentations made by tiny fractures of what was once boulders, though more likely than not the pieces … Continue reading →
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Tagged as chelsea marie hicks, clouds, cumulonimbus, fiction, microfiction, mud, poetry, rain stories, sky
Dreaming in poetry
Glass House Dreams Written by Chelsea Marie Hicks In the middle of my glass house rests a body long-limbed, made of muscles and passions quaking, drenched in neon moon-light. This is me dreaming— my arms twirling, twisting in the sea— … Continue reading →
Tagged as chelsea marie hicks, dreams, fantasies, glass house dreams, neon, poetry, time
On My Odyssey….Kuala Lumpur and Penang, Malaysia
I’ve been struggling to share the portion of my “odyssey” story set in Penang, Malaysia, an island off the northwest coast of the mainland. Though I’d like to claim that I’ve sat around trying desperately to craft up lovely prose … Continue reading →
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Tagged as chelsea marie hicks, kopi, malaysia, monkeys, palm trees, penang, photographs, pulau pinang, se asia, travel photography, traveling, traveling in se asia
On My Odyssey….Saigon and the Mekong Delta, Vietnam
First of all, let’s talk about the name. Most people refer to the city I’m soon going to ramble on and on about at length as Ho Chi Minh City (HCMC) rather than Saigon, however because I am a lady … Continue reading →
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Tagged as asia, chelsea marie hicks, coconut candy, ho chi minh city, mekong delta, saigon, se asia, travel writing, traveling, vietnam
Soon, you shall know my velocity
Sitting at the shore of Unicorn Island in the Mekong Delta (Ben Tre, Vietnam) Oh, my friends, I have so much to share with you. In a time period quite condensed, no more than a few weeks, much has happened … Continue reading →
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Tagged as ben tre, chelsea marie hicks, dave eggers, epiphanies, inspiration, traveling, vietnam, you shall know our velocity
Signs of recovery: Silk and Soil
Silk and Soil Written by Chelsea Marie Hicks Wavering with willow branches bending bright blue wind and sky, my knees fold to dusty ground like paper creases used to make cranes and love letters. Silk surrounds me blushing pink and … Continue reading →
Tagged as chelsea marie hicks, love, poetry, rebuilding, recovery, silk, soil, writing
