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he chooses silence while she chooses attention from anyone who will give it to her he thanks them for the invitation but he will not go. and everyone knows. she drowns her pain in things, things, and more things he holds tight onto what he does have though it isn’t much. and they all […]
I don’t write to be perfect I write for you Who is wonderful In your imperfection And so I write To feel wonderful To feel emptied And replenished Each time that I am filled To the brim With all that it means To be human I write To be imperfect And to feel Perfect doing […]
she was the sky above an empty rainforest sprinkling droplets of water to be witnessed by none he was a single rose in an unbothered garden enchanting from afar, thorns uncharted
You can’t tell me how to love Just like I can’t tell you That your heart is hideous Though your heart is hideous To know hatred Deeper than lust Deeper than desire Deeper than anyone And even deeper than Yourself You can’t tell me to grow up Not when your heart has aged […]
you’re about to move. those words echo inside the walls of my brain despite the recognition that the space is filled to capacity, overflowing. you’re about to move. i feel that, all hair rising to attention i feel that; taste the truth before it can even roll off of my tongue. leave my […]
tell me you want me, then tell me again. tell me until you’re blue in the face. angry. wondering who could possibly be this insecure. wrap those words around me. they’re all I need to stay warm tonight. surround me in your security blanket, and if I wake in the night, shivering cold, […]
for after a difficult month, having the discipline to look back in reflection: november passed me in the blink of an eye leaving no time to catch my breath instead, perpetuating the gasping for oxygen. I begged to stay afloat, and barely, I did. I am thankful for this, and being that the […]
In a crowded room, my eyes will always find You. It’s unnatural. You aren’t magnetized. They will scour the room, looking for a hint. Tall— there are lots of tall people. Brown hair— there are many brunettes. Find the man surrounded by beautiful people with lustful eyes, and there He is. His gaze won’t meet […]
he wanted me because my lips tasted like honey drenched with innocence my hands light in the depths of his he wanted me because i danced little circles outside the brim of his heart tapping, not knocking never forcing my way in he wanted me for the whispers the gentle embraces that offered […]
but first, for making it halfway through a year of abundance and blessings. i am grateful. grateful for july 14th, the day i brought home my new puppy, a blessing in himself. yellow, floppy ears puppy dog eyes accompanying every utterance of “no,” and then, acceding. me to him, not him to me. giant […]
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