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Hold on.

Hold on, she said. His eyes, now empty, and his spirit broken. Once upon a time she saw him. She’d look into his eyes for hours on end and she could see, even if only a glimpse, the life that he had once lived. A life beyond common understanding. A life that transcended the concept…

“I’m Here for You”, She Said

Kubler-Ross proposed that there are 5 stages of loss and grief. When one thinks of loss, one would immediately think about losing someone to death. But what about something else that could impair your normal daily functioning? What about separation, divorce, losing a best friend, etc. In this day and age where everything must have…

Atheist

To the writer, God is a symbol. The poet lives, forever chained to her associations Anaconda: the penis Cupped hands: the vagina All the while, Begging For God knows whom.

rain

Into and through the rain.

As I rode through the rain, I did a little bit of thinking. On familiar routes, my mind wanders off into unfamiliar places. Thoughts over thoughts crawl out of the woodwork and to think, all this while trying to stay alive, you know, with all the ridiculous drivers on the road. Always ride like everyone’s…

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Here to stay.

My mind goes to dark places at times. Places where thoughts that belong down up rise above the surface just long enough to pull me down with them. Thoughts that get me down indefinitely. Thoughts that destroy me on the inside and make me want to tear everything apart on the outside. Thoughts that, I…