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Gabriel Huizenga
Bio
Twas for love of words that I first joined this site:
Poetry, essays, and dear short stories too;
For to live one's best is to read, and to write!
So find me in words here, and I'll find you 💙
Thanks for stopping by! :)
Stories (37/0)
Beyond Words. Runner-up in Travel Snaps Challenge.
It was about halfway into my seven-week study abroad in rural Kenya that I realized I had not journaled a single time throughout the experience thus far. But even as I sat down that very evening, determined to commit some vital memories and reflections to my journal, I knew I wouldn't make much headway; there was a part of me that was opposed to trying to record this particular journey there. I wanted it to remain separate, unique, untouched by my 'ordinary' life back in upstate New York. In the end, I came away with not even one whole pageful of words.
By Gabriel Huizengaabout a month ago in Wander
A Few Moments More. Top Story - May 2024.
You’ll give it one more minute, and then you’re headed back inside. It’s pretty chilly out, after all. Not that that’s a real issue - you’ve stood out here for longer, and in colder weather. The snow is nearly gone already; tiny, dirt-stained islands of the stuff form a shrinking archipelago dotting the sea of green that is your backyard. Striations of sunlight dance through the trees at the edge of the woods and paint the scene in a camouflage of brown, green, and gold.
By Gabriel Huizenga2 months ago in Fiction
Of Maple, Oak, and Pine
A still, slight figure, wrapped in the shadows at the edge of the forest, watched a young woman hurrying down the dirt path leading into the trees. Remaining out of sight, the figure tossed the flap of a long scarf over one shoulder before disappearing into the woods without a sound.
By Gabriel Huizenga3 months ago in Fiction