Sandra Tena Cole

Joined May 2020

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Bio

Actress, Model, Writer

Co-producer at His & Hers Theatre Company

Esoteric Practitioner

Idealist

Stories (65/0)

I just wanted to kiss the Sun
Enchanted by your light, your warmth, your smile, I Climbed and climbed as far as I could climb, Looking down I saw I'd climbed too high, but
By Sandra Tena Cole2 days ago in Poets
A shadow on the Sun
Era of solitary confinement, where my soul has gone: Countries, both so vastly different, so unnervingly the same, Lost homes I never had and never did exist, everywhere I look there's scorn
By Sandra Tena Cole3 days ago in Poets
Ode to the Quesadilla
Quesadilla, oh tortilla warm totilla home of melted cheese and happy fillah! How the cheese stretches out into infinity as you halve the quesadilla,
By Sandra Tena Cole28 days ago in Poets
Migas - you sublime tortillas
Migas, mis amigas, you make my tummy happy and at ease, Also called miguitas, For breakfast, lunch or dinner, Or a yummy protein-filled snack in-between your meals,
By Sandra Tena Cole28 days ago in Poets
Top Story - January 2024
A Very Short Story of Nearly (but not quite) EverythingTop Story - January 2024
Archimedes taught us maths and physics and engineering, which still holds up today Babel is a biblical myth but becomes reality as the centuries pass
By Sandra Tena Cole3 months ago in Poets
My Very Vocal Goals
First of all, oh, how I procrastinated for this one! Yes, I’m going to be very honest and say straight away that I genuinely wanted to put this piece together, but was struck with fear and doubt over my abilities to make a good year for myself as a writer, and I’m going to say just why, as well as how I hope to change that!
By Sandra Tena Cole3 months ago in Motivation
Sandra Cole (Taylor's Version)
It was during the pandemic when I discovered Taylor Swift - no, it really wasn't, but it truly felt like it! - I heard her notes, her voice, her lyrics of self-care,
By Sandra Tena Cole4 months ago in Motivation
Under the Bridge
Under the bridge downtown, is where I drew some blood Under the bridge downtown, I could not get enough Under the bridge downtown, forgot about my love
By Sandra Tena Cole10 months ago in Art
Starry, Starry Night
The swirling stars were beckoning me from across the psychiatrist's waiting room, inviting me to join them in their eternal dance, granting me the clarity of mind I needed to understand why my mind drifted the way it did.
By Sandra Tena Cole10 months ago in Art
Freedom! '21
It was nearly two years ago that I modelled for a friend's bodyart meetup and made up my own design. Lockdown had just ended (not that many people followed through in the UK), and the theme for the meet was Freedom. I had just been doing a short run of one of our original His & Hers Theatre Company productions, and the night before the meet, right during the intermission of the play I was doing, I got a message from my artist, Sammie Robyn Banks, saying that she had been incredibly busy and that I could be free to design my own paint, if I could send her pictures before we met up the next day. I, being due to be on stage in 5, wasn't able to send her pictures until the next morning, but we were able to text for a little bit after the play to ensure we were thinking something similar: she suggested George Michael's "Freedom! '90", which I absolutely loved, and we took it from there.
By Sandra Tena Cole10 months ago in Art
Beautiful Thief
She stretched majestically, recharging after half an hour of writing. Her Star Trek top was incredibly alluring, I must say! I wondered if she was writing Sci-Fi. As she stretched her arms upwards, joining her hands and shaking her head gently, her black locks cascaded down her back.
By Sandra Tena Cole10 months ago in Fiction
Dancing with the memory of you
Danielle, a name you don't use too often, but that stayed with me for all time, Is it too much to ask your forgiveness, for realising too late who I am?
By Sandra Tena Cole11 months ago in Poets