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She Came Back Article

She Came Back Article

I used to believe Love was always kind, always sweet, and always accommodating. I used to believe I could only be loved if I was the same way. That if my opinion was going to cause conflict it wasn’t worth stating. I remember as a child deciding that if someone ever...
Ancient Poetry

Ancient Poetry

I am ancient The kind of ancient that crushes skin into lines so deep that civilizations grow in the ravines Don’t be fooled by reincarnation Sometimes I feel like an ocean stuck in a vase told to keep a flower alive that’s dying when all I’m made to...
How Beautiful You Are

How Beautiful You Are

If you could only see just how beautiful you are How your cells are stars on a canvas of midnight dreams The rhythmic brush strokes on your holy grail that keep spring coming The precious folds of your skin and bones meeting the consciousness of your soul in the...