Prose
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Remember
How much random sex we used to have Back when we hated our bodies. Wild nights, clothes of, 10km walks home Because you weren’t Super sure Where you were. Where you’re going, And where you want to be. Jumping off a bridge was not off the table back then. I had to survive, “If only… Continue reading
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I wish I could remember
All the things ever think. I think. They are mostly good things, Hopes, Dreams, Fears, Anxieties, Monsters At the end of this book. But Life. Then some things, Better left unsaid, Become things That should have been said. ? Maybe too many things were said. L O U D L Y Cunningly. Under the covers.… Continue reading
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Hold
The moment that kept coming to mind, the moment she analyzed over and over, was the first time she felt her heart break. She couldn’t help but think that moment was holding her back somehow. They were standing in the kitchen. He was hurting and he needed her to hold it. That was always easier… Continue reading
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Chapter 11
“Cautionary tales from a life lived twice”, yeah? Hard to write about as they’re happening, these tales of mine. However, I see that I have more than 20 posts in my drafts folder – some going back as far as 2023 – and I’m going to see if there is anything worthwhile posting there. Maybe… Continue reading
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Go ahead, Bevolve
I want to write. I’ve been making my bed for a long time, and now that I’m laying in it, I want to talk about it. I’ve been thinking this way for a very long time. Lots of starts and stops. I’m talking 24 drafts, not to mention those deleted without being published. The problem… Continue reading
the bevolution 