When She Is Deceased

When she is deceased and they discover the treasure-trove of her cardboard-bound pages, they will marvel at the complexity of her troubled thoughts and romanticize her state. They will put her in books. They will serve her in classrooms. They will glorify her genius and say the affliction was common with those of her kind. […]

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So You Stopped Speaking.

A few minutes ago you were spilling it all with hardly a pause (but did you feel heard?) I start to speak and stop. I ask if you understand. Yes, you do. I start to speak and stop. I ask if you are still there. Yes, you are. The silence over the phone line is […]

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Kintsukuroi

I see the gorgeous in your broken I see the gold between your clay You are stronger than you were made And yet more prone to break I see the conflict in your identity And how you can’t be just one thing I see the gorgeous in your broken I see the gold between your […]

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