Fragments

Words have been hard to come by these past few months. They always seem to show up incomplete. So that’s what I’ll share. Fragments. —————————————————————————————————————- When you’ve cried all that you can cry. And you struggle to keep your eyes open as they burn and swell up. Close them. The next phase does not require […]

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Bricks.

They sit on her chest. Pressing down on her foundation. Cracking the very structure that is her. She tries to lift them but she can’t. Others before either ignored them or added to the pile. But who is this stone mason? One who sees the bricks and pictures a house. Who knows how to lift […]

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Ghost of the past.

My subconscious keeps inviting you to lay your head on my pillow. And I wish I knew how to stop it because waking up without breath makes me fall again. You’re just a dream now. A better picture than you ever were. You’re still good at coming and going considering I never know when you’ll […]

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I’m ready to invest.

Today’s thought: I have never done good with the idea of getting close to people, places or things. I’m sure there is some underlying root cause we could dig into, but that’s not the point. The point is this: I have pushed friends away. I have refused to get pets. I’m leery to like a […]

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