Remembrance
A sweet scent of olden times sweeps the air and I turn sharply, searching for the guilty flora. Unable to spot it quickly, I inhale
May 24, 2020
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A sweet scent of olden times sweeps the air and I turn sharply, searching for the guilty flora. Unable to spot it quickly, I inhale
The absence of you is a dull achealways there, I take every OTC med I can get my hands on, but nothing works.because when it
I cancelled my WW (Weight Watchers) membership. Again. For the 5th time last Tuesday, slid my scale under the bathroom sink and went for a
Swimming in a pool of crimson, she melts, her pounding pelvis contracts: a 3 month reminder now (no longer monthly thanks to modern science) that
The sharp eruption thunders next to me, I am deaf, but for the ringing in my ears it whispers: say something, speak up, stand up
In you I found the layer, the one and only layer that’s still unseen by most of my family: the whole me, complete circle. though