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Icarus

Don’t get too close to the sun, for you will fall Don’t get to close to the water, for you will drown Instead stay on the ground, just safe and sound. So he did. Day by day, he’d waste his … Continue reading

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Dear Father

Dear Father, Or should I call you that? Were you really a father to me, or simply a mere memory. Of someone I dreamed would be. But this letter isn’t a poem to you. I wrote one to mother months … Continue reading

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Warm Summer Days Indoors

There was a certain amount of comfort to be had in overheating, he thought, it was a constant of summer and reminder that he was alive, he supposed. Looking through the windowed roof of the day room with the comforting … Continue reading

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A Writer’s Battle

I’m craving to write something, but I simply can’t. I’m sitting here with so many thoughts running through my mind, yet none of them can leave. I sit here with my hands immobilized while trying to think of what key … Continue reading

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26/1

I wanted to cause damage.   I wanted to feel something, anything other than alone. I wanted to live hope, to have tangible hope. I wanted to have hope that I wasn’t dead so I aimed to maim instead. I … Continue reading

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Home

Home is a loose word, I often find my mind and, in turn, my spirit in other places. Sitting wrapped in a blanket I’ll physically be here or there but, in truth, I’ll be far, far away. Henry David Thoreau … Continue reading

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Writer’s Block 2.0

Writers block, what a foe. It feels like everything I could write has already been written or far too close to my heart. I’m full of non-noteworthy thoughts: is there ice cream in the freezer? Do I really have to … Continue reading

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