Irina Patterson

Joined May 2021

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M.D by education -- entertainer by trade. I try to entertain when I talk about anything serious. Consider subscribing to my stuff, I promise never to bore you.

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Third Place in Social Shock Challenge

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I Lose Myself
I lose myself in the course of your lips where I find my haven and holy meditation. I am intoxicated by your presence as if you were my favorite scent of neroli.
By Irina Patterson2 years ago in Poets
I Still Remember
Ten years passed, I still remember that first moment when I heard your deep voice on the dance floor. Its timbre swayed me like a sultry tango.
By Irina Patterson2 years ago in Poets
I Ran a Race Against My Life
I ran a race against myself, inhaling the vile smoke of despair, tasting trouble from my split lips. My reality was far more savage
By Irina Patterson2 years ago in Poets
On Writing and Happiness
Hi there, my name is Bela. I’m just another cat, but that’s not going to stop me from living the life of my dreams. It may appear to be a stretch for someone with thin whiskers like me, but it’s my life and I’m going to live it the way I choose.
By Irina Patterson2 years ago in Journal
Love Then and Now
There is a high of young love with the global shifts of red-hot magma in between our hearts’ pressure chambers. There is a wildfire of waterfalls
By Irina Patterson2 years ago in Poets
From the First Sight
The Trans-Siberian Express. Moscow to Vladivostok. On a hot August day. We set out, not knowing what lay ahead. The train's wheels clicked as it moved along, leaving the station. Its laborious progress -- like thick molasses.
By Irina Patterson2 years ago in Poets
First sight of you -- it had to be love
The trust unfolds its tender petals in odd, unexpected places. The clear sky is naturally blissful -- like your eyes are.
By Irina Patterson2 years ago in Poets
In the end
In the end, caught in the mesh of old age confusion, with my lips shrunk into a line of coarse jute, I will still love you.
By Irina Patterson2 years ago in Poets
Albert the Owlet
Dear Diary, I've always been a very shy bird and it's hard for me to open up but since last year, when my teen-sister Alisa moved to New York City in order to pursue a career in show business, I've been inspired by her bravery.
By Irina Patterson2 years ago in Fiction
Your Mama Was Right
Your mama was right. Even though she is long time gone, In honor of her memory, she was right. We were wrong for one another right from the start.
By Irina Patterson2 years ago in Poets
I Want to Fall in Love When I Least Expect it
I want to fall in love when I least expect it like when I am shopping at a green marketplace or something… It would be grand if we end up both in the same section and look at each other, like, "Hmm…This looks delicious…."
By Irina Patterson2 years ago in Poets
On the Day David Sedaris Called Me
If I give it some thought, I'm a catastrophe, really -- a hapless female baby-boomer who lives in Miami and works more than full-time at a drugstore that combines the worst features of a call center and a pharmacy, feeling just as misunderstood as I did when I was lost during my misspent youth.
By Irina Patterson2 years ago in Fiction

Irina Patterson

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Stories (93/0)

I Lose Myself

I Still Remember

I Ran a Race Against My Life

On Writing and Happiness

Love Then and Now

From the First Sight

First sight of you -- it had to be love

In the end

Albert the Owlet

Your Mama Was Right

I Want to Fall in Love When I Least Expect it

On the Day David Sedaris Called Me

Achievements (1)