Tag: old
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These tiny slivers.
There are tiny slivers of this time that I try to pick up and pocket, but you know me. I have no balance anymore. I fall over and away from my intended desire, and there I am, left with nothing but lint. How is it we’re here already? My daughter will be thirteen this summer, […]
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The dust of ourselves.
I’ve been playing at this for so long, I sometimes don’t know the sound of my own voice. I’ve become the thing I think that I used to hate. The woman sandwiched so perfectly into life that you’d never think to pop her out of it, put her in brand new territory. Have I gotten […]
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