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Destiny Sims

Destiny Sims

To Inscribe

Etchings of ash Litter my paper My compass to thoughts Hidden behind the lines I discover them.

May 3, 2016

May 3, 2016

Destiny Sims

Confessions of a College Graduate

Here I am, graduating college in two weeks, and I am plummeting with the weight of questions about my future. Each one adds another 20…

Apr 25, 2016

Apr 25, 2016

Destiny Sims

Teetering in Tea Town

Art night in downtown Northport is truly inspiring. Shops stay open late, galleries invite all, food trucks line the streets, and various…

Apr 12, 2016

Apr 12, 2016

Destiny Sims

Storychord: The Ultimate Story Time

Do you remember when you were a kid in elementary school and you had all these different classes for a well-rounded liberal arts…

Apr 4, 2016

Apr 4, 2016

Destiny Sims

In the Search of a Home

I’ve been entering writing contests since I was a senior in high school. I never really got anywhere with them, including the times I…

Mar 22, 2016

Mar 22, 2016

Destiny Sims

Turn Up the AC (for* — excuse the typo)

There’s no auto-correct for this TYPO, that’s Adam. I got the chance to converse with the published poet, teacher, and co-founder/ editor…

Mar 17, 2016

Mar 17, 2016

Destiny Sims

Inspiration Station

I get inspired by the strangest things.

Feb 21, 2016

Feb 21, 2016

Destiny Sims

The Essence of Community

“That is a part of the beauty of literature. You discover that your longings are universal longing, that you’re not lonely and isolated…

Feb 14, 2016

Feb 14, 2016

Destiny Sims

Speaking of the Future…

Typically I think of the past more so than I think of future: old lines scribbled in flowered journals, intricately folded notes from…

Feb 7, 2016

Feb 7, 2016

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The Process: Litizenship Excellence

He Asked Me Why I Write

About a week ago, I sat in a chair in a cramped, stuffy classroom and got asked the doomed question: Why do you write? I sat there and…

Jan 29, 2016

Jan 29, 2016

Destiny Sims

Destiny Sims

That is part of the beauty of literature. You discover that your longings are universal longings, that you're not lonely and isolated from anyone. You belong.

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