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Mohamed El Houssaini·June 18, 2021

The Only Asylum written by: Mohamed El Houssaini Oh! god I got no asylum to save thee...

English Poetry

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James Nelli is a retired senior business executive and accomplished author of both literary and genre fiction. Born in Illinois, he grew up with a deep appreciation for discipline, curiosity, and resilience—qualities that came to define both his professional success and his creative pursuits. He believes that emotional strength and creativity often reveal themselves most clearly in moments of necessity, a philosophy that continues to influence much of his writing. His work has appeared in numerous literary and print publications earning praise for crafting stories that linger with readers long after the final sentence. James earned his undergraduate degree in Economics from the University of Illinois, followed by an MBA in Finance and International Business from Northwestern University.

I Am From by Lauren Scott

I am from my mom’s emotions
that had a mind of their own
so wild at times emulating a summer storm
I am from my dad’s humor
where smiles bloomed
but his temper too in my less patient moods

I am from flower petals I did not plant
Mom’s were nurtured – my thumbs weren’t green
yet the petals’ beauty is always seen
I am from butter, sugar (granulated and brown),
vanilla, baking powder and soda,
and nuts, yes, sometimes this is the case,
and chocolate chips in their tantalizing ways...

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