Sunrises and sunsets come and go. And I am left with a collage of beautifully painted skies that drew breath in vibrant colors and echo with the way they made me feel.
Tuesday, March 19, 2024
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…as if I was prey
I offered grace to those who gnawed at it, confusing my softness with weakness, as if I was prey. I cut them off, my blade simply severed th...
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