ALL POSTS
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The Composite Piece
Who are you? Who am I? How do I answer that? After all, I am not a singular person. I am a mirror,…
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Puzzle Piece
My mind is a puzzle, But there is a missing piece, I feel alive but incomplete. The others they all seem so Together, But…
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HEINA I
HEINA I TW: mentions of death Maybe this is a dream. Maybe I’m delusional, crazy, making this all up. Or maybe it’s real…
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Three Little Pigs
All three pigs survived, but why was only one of them called smart? They said it was a fair world, that the pigs who…
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The Strange Museum
The museum looked more hushed than usual. My leather shoes clacked against stripes of timber. The sound spread across the floor, every step that…
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Spilled milk, and other things the cup couldn’t hold
To the one who complied all the answers to the questions I google insistently: Thank you. I wonder If the work you’ve done…
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Hello. You Have Died.
Hello. You Have Died. TWs: mentions of death and suicide [Hello. You have died.] “I— hold on. Wait a minute. I’m…
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She Read it Anyway
She slid her pale hands over the seal, The stamp that had stopped her once before. She swore she’d never touch it again— to…
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Your Pick
I wake up to see myself travelling over darkness. What is that? Something bumpy? My foot hovers over the pedal, and my hands are…
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Birthdays
I recently came across a Polaroid of myself on my fourth birthday. I know it was my fourth because I was holding up four…
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One To Seven
1. It’s scenic. Most places are, when you stop to smell the roses (see: 1). You move, happily—or perhaps more accurately—contently, towards your favorite…
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Up and Down Again
Birds of a feather- do they truly flock together? Do they obey the wind, or each other? They never hesitate to peck and rip;…
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From The Hand Of Pygmalion
I remember those who would mould the world to shape One figure at a time My mother her hands covered in clay and my…
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Tomorrow Will Be Better
Tomorrow won’t be like today, when everything was sharp and cold, biting and cutting, a million little needles performing embroidery on tapestries of our…
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Slow Down
I had been sitting on the floor of your bedroom, surrounded by toy cars. Your little brother finally came to build a race track…
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Fantasia – Prelude
Fantasia – Prelude Fading summer heat wavers through the fields. In the distance, the serene ringing of birdsong sounded, a melancholy melody merging with…
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Bits of Neptune
At the age of four, I gained consciousness for the first time. I watched documentaries about little cartoon characters exploring deep space in pretty…
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The Throne, the Flame, and the Secret
Laid beneath the cloudy sky; too far away to see with just one bare eye, uncovered where the Castle of Wings once stood. A…
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Looking Back
A year from now it’ll all be different. A year from now you’ll be there, and I’ll be here, and it’ll almost go back…
