All Writing & Art, Poetry. Prose. Letters.

love you I do

I love you. Yes you, who turned yourself inside out searching for answers, only to find them reflecting back at you on the bathroom floor as you lay in skin and soap and sweat and tears, but you didn't know their ancient language; that long you'd held them inside. The one who keeps yourself awake… Continue reading love you I do

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other days

Some days I can't find the words to tell you all the ways I am barely breathing. Some days I don't have words to explain the panic attack that forced me to remain indoors and to shut out the world for it was the only option I had to regain my breath and remember how… Continue reading other days

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fingerprints

They asked me why I was here and I told them I didn't know. But I had some ideas. Like how a single word can take my breath away, while reminding me how to breathe again. Like how the miles that stand between us hold me closer than the one touching my hand. Like how… Continue reading fingerprints

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Grief (and home)

You feel so near, yet I cannot touch you. I long for that, for you to touch me, for me to touch you. I've been sending my love to you on an electric cable of thoughts and wishes and memories, hoping you feel the energy pulsating through you, as it does me, when it reaches… Continue reading Grief (and home)