March 15th… The echoes in my mind have trickled into my heart. But there was no response. Should I be afraid? I had the dream again last… Read more “Everything really isn’t…”
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Still dreaming…
Dazed and confused, I stumbled forward… my eyes searching for nothing. My ears listening only to the silence in my soul. But my feet, my aching feet,… Read more “Still dreaming…”
Singing to him…
there’s no place quite like now, but my legs can’t find the ground. the same ground that swallows me devours what’s left of me, takes in what… Read more “Singing to him…”
Feathers of Anaïs 