Finch
i am in pieces
a tornado, blown open, a belt wrapped like a noose, tight around old scars…
i am in pieces
a tornado, blown open, a belt wrapped like a noose, tight around old scars…
Whenever I move, there’s an echo. One version of me following another, until the sound of her is completely gone…
Continue ReadingLover embracing, tracing your
fingers down my spine, unraveling pages of being entwined…
My breath grieves the veneer of
Love lost in shattered limbs that lay beyond the Oakwood…
If I were right beside you, I’d
whisper into the caverns of
your ears…
I try to be the most honest with me…
Continue ReadingOne of the hardest lessons we need to accept is who we are…
Continue Reading“Your dad took his own life this morning”
Words I never thought I would hear coming out of my mom’s mouth …
I started reaching into my mind again, reaching into the deep depths of it where I had previously buried all my thoughts and ideas and goals…
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