Daily Archive: August 24, 2019

“Father never cried”

 Father never cried My father drank his rum and coke every night. As a child, I accepted his want to find peace in the rum. I would sit with him and I saw… Continue reading

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Is yourself and your will to be.

Originally posted on Write Ally! Write!:
Photo by Valdemaras D. on Pexels.com Do you mind if I write you some letters, To severe the burden that has you tethered, Because I want you…

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Praying to the stars

Originally posted on Björn Rudbergs writings:
Some nights I seek the violence a stars miasma of relentless plasma, unfor- giving our sins. I think of glaciers, marrows melting, oceans rising; of missiles,…

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Promises

   Promises and a miracle Your soft hands in my hands, us together upon the soft bed. You smell of Summer flowers and we do not speak. We knew, love didn’t need words.… Continue reading

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