Prose
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Remember
How much random sex we used to have Back when we hated our bodies And drank until dawn. Wild nights, clothes off, 10 km walks home Because we weren’t Super sure Where we were. Where we were going, Where we wanted to be. Jumping off a bridge was still a consideration back then. We had… Continue reading
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I wish I could remember
All the things I 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, 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… 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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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