“So this is inevitable withdrawal / Even if I stop wanting you / And perspective pushes through…” – Amy Winehouse It was like a fever breaking – falling out of love. Like waking up to a suddenly clear morning after days of delirium. Katie’s mother never told her about that part. She’d raised her on … Continue reading Withdrawal
I built a tiny box inside my head, filled it with the small thoughts and little fears scattered like freckles on my soul. But it got too full. So I built a bigger box, with a pretty lid hinged like a treasure chest, and buried more things inside. I carved into the sides hard warnings … Continue reading April 30 : Culmination
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