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Make beleive
Three poems trace addiction, exile, loneliness, and memory through surreal images where writing becomes a ritual of survival.
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Three poems trace addiction, exile, loneliness, and memory through surreal images where writing becomes a ritual of survival.
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“If all the misery of the heart were to be portrayed, I would pick you up for such an exhibition, With the fear of getting betrayed, I never fret myself…

A poignant tale of love, fear, and self-discovery, where Clary must decide between the comfort of solitude and the vulnerability of commitment.

“You tell me to be careful. I tell you I am safe. This is so easy to do. I’ve been doing this since first grade. It’s all about balance, about…

What are you looking at?” It was obvious what I was looking at. Stupid question, so I ignored it. “Hey, what are you looking at?” Hmmm. Same question but with…

“Donal was pretty certain he wanted to live. All that blood on the sheets might tell a different story.”

A week after I saw the cranes, bombers came from the east, following exactly the same flight path as the birds, and circled above us. They seemed to drop their…

At the mic, I eased out a breath to calm myself. I prefaced what was to follow. Then I went into it for fifteen minutes. When I was done, I…

Girl met boy. Girl liked boy. Boy made girl feel special. Boy left girl. Girl’s eyes got colder and harder. Girl’s heart got older and wiser. The sun comes up.…