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Crossed Trees, Dotted Skies

I.

Out of fear of jeopardizing a nascent acquaintance, with someone who understood “small talk” as being the conversations we have on the subject of our size relative to Earth, and its size relative to the universe, I agreed — to hop through puddles, and over the tracks; to lower my defenses against soiling my new Oxford flats. 629 more words

Self/identity

Love, though

They try to tell me
That my love is wasted on him
Because he doesn’t love me
Romantically.
But what they don’t know -
Is that he loves me more… 29 more words

Love Letter Manifesta

Starting now, I choose to adapt to a higher standard of living.

Up to this point, my experience as a creature on this fine planet has been a whirligig of emotions, peace-becoming-turmoil-becoming peace-becoming-turmoil.

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Blog Posts

I have looked through what search terms have brought people to my blog...

…and wow. I’m a little surprised by some of the ways people have found me.

(Trigger Warning for some discussion of Child Sexual Abuse in the first 3 paragraphs below.)
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