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The Things We Forgot

{Blame the Rain}

I forgot to tell you that I will always
remember the way your grin held

up the sky. You forgot to say good… 24 more words

Poetic Asides Prompts

To The Guy Who Became My Words,

If there’s one thing I could take back, that would be giving you the words I could write. If there’s one thing I could say, that would be all about you. 440 more words



You are 38. I am 5.

Some memories remain vivid:

The smell of lavender powder

Mom cutting your moustache

in the living room.

You’re sitting on my plastic yellow chair… 80 more words

What is, what was, and what we see

Moments that are small and simple stick with me first and foremost. Like the way a hand feels upon a back during a goodbye or welcome hug from a person with sincerity. 712 more words

Creative Non-Fiction

The sign is humility

If there ever was a sign of someone following Jesus with humility, it would be someone who did so in prayer.

Praying for our country, for being a people who recognize God’s favour and being glad to do God’s will. 236 more words


In the course of the past week of hunting for all of my nice shirts, I found a small black poncho I bought years ago from J.Jill. 256 more words


I miss you(?)

I miss you
I wonder if I will
forget why I miss you
Why did we love?
Why did we end?
The everyday
That day… 33 more words