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Palace
I built a palace from my darkness, dwelling within it, sharing secrets with my solitude, wondering about the wonder of being loved, and if it was worth demolishing my home to truly feel it. I patched myself up in the pitch black. I had been wounded for so long, smiling as scarlet surrounded me, until…
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V
The night was young and naive. We were old before our time. You were drunk on my doorstep, and I was swept up in your sweet, sandy stare, watching you sink your teeth into your soft lips. A kiss, slow and gentle, taming your temper, and your tension, after a long, hard day. I want…
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It Began With The Clouds
Candy gloss clouds, playful pink, parading across the sky, selfless, sending a smile to every passing person, with nothing to gain and no reason to remain kind in a cruel world. The languishing light is tired, but she traipses from her bed, climbing up to meet the soft winds of an autumn morning, and somehow,…
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A Mother’s Prayer
I was dressed in a mother’s prayer, walking golden miles in stolen shoes. The night had noticed me, stuck around and watched with wide, wicked eyes, watching me as I walked, unbothered, beneath the moon, like I used to, before I broke down my walls. I keep my hopes in the aurora borealis, because my…
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Late November Night
Butterflies bound through the night’s sky, painting pictures for the stars, staying out past their curfew. The moon makes a wish, her eyes brim with bright hopes, and the promise of new memories.