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two poems

A dead man’s nostalgia Don’t forget me, please. The old treehouse and its rotten ladder, Those baby pictures laying on the dusty counter, Old drawings on the walls from when laughter and cries would echo from them, Dirty handprints on … Continue reading

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Sonder

7.6 billion people 195 countries 7.6 billion stories told from different perspectives from different eyes in different worlds in different lives one mother is crying as she carries her newborn baby in her arms another is crying while her own … Continue reading

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Dark Lights

There once used to be so much brightness in my life So much light The kind of light that shows itself through the floaty leaves flowing in the autumn breeze The sunlight that glistens against the piercing blue, salty ocean … Continue reading

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Heavydirtysoul

I can’t believe you’re still here. I thought I chased you away that day when everything went black and blue, that day when the soulless bloodhounds killed for me, crawling around my heels, with your blood dripping from their mouths … Continue reading

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Winter sunsets

Winter sunsets are always the brightest. The days are shorter, the nights are darker. It’s November, and even though it’s cold enough to see your breath in the air we still eat dinner in the backyard. It’s cold, but who … Continue reading

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Mister Sandman

Won’t you go to someone else’s head? There’s no space for you underneath my bed frame To hide and pull me through my sheets To mark my skin with claws and fear. Call me weak and laugh at me Because … Continue reading

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roadblock

falling in love is like learning to drive. at first, you stop too often, jumpy, and look left and right  left and right  left and right before easing your way into the intersection. you make your first turn; you drive … Continue reading

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