I hear the breaking of a chain
not long from the hour
when gold scratches on feather
and the hand lays its claim on the nib
once more.… Read the full post
The walls gave in that night.
The last paper clips holding them together
fell to pieces
in the ocean where the water
didn’t stay wet after hitting the ground.… Read the full post
I never quite forgot this statement I heard from one disabled person: “The problem is not that there are people in wheelchairs. The problem is that buildings don’t have ramps.” … Read the full post
Seven billion people on the planet. Only I have the privilege of hearing your snores up close, telling me you feel safe in my arms. A new poem by Natalia Go.… Read the full post
But then, I met you in the passage. You’re still here. And I am reminded that I did not get here alone. Suddenly, the cheap glimmer turns into an aurora… Read the full post
The moon was peeking at the turn to the colorful emporium where music played for weary tourists who wanted a piece of the magic. Written by Natalia Go.… Read the full post
Crafts by Natalia Go is where I showcase my passion for creativity. Through carefully crafted visuals, join me in discovering magic in the ordinary.… Read the full post