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Being Big

They need me to be a butterfly,

I need to hide;

they need me to see color,

I am digging for roots.

My children stand beneath… 116 more words

Goody. This again.

While logging into old school accounts in order to gather up my unofficial transcripts for grad school applications, I for some reason thought to log into my old email address, the one from before… 1,537 more words


Back to the mountains

I flew out of New Orleans on Thursday, there have been tears. Lots of them. I feel like I don’t know who I am here, or maybe it’s that I really am nobody here? 314 more words


The Look

He kissed me, then he looked into my eyes & it felt like he could see through me. Like he could see inside, all of my good, all of my bad, like he saw it all and still wanted more. 235 more words