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Tuesday, September 2, 2025
The Weight of My Own Hands
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I breathe in ash and starlight, my lungs stitched shut with threads of longing. Every pulse inside me whispers: create, create, as thou...
Monday, September 1, 2025
The Forge of My Scars
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O nce, I cursed the ache that lived beneath my ribs, a restless ember smoldering, burning without flame. I thought it only hollowed me—...
The Alchemy of Seasons
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A seed sleeps, curled like a secret beneath the patient soil. Rain kneels down, pressing soft hands into earth, whispering, wake, grow...
Wednesday, August 27, 2025
Frog in My Throat, Paint on My Hands
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There’s a frog in my throat, a stone lodged in silence— it croaks at the edges of words I cannot speak. The weight of it presses like...
Monday, August 25, 2025
It’s time to let me go
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I don’t want to be a space holder, a shadow in the corner of your story. I am a queen, a goddess draped in firelight, and I deserve to...
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