Tag: writing
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Doubt
I felt alive on the mountain— named it Godfelt comfort around my tears— named it Godthey keep promising God hereI remember the momentswithout blankets or endorphins—I named them hopingI wanted God—can’t say I didn’t want you, Godbut I don’t know lovethat won’t speak back;at least tryto speak clearI keep seeing lightwondering who it belongs to;still…
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If I Could Write Well…
If I could write well these days, I would write about my loneliness and depression. I would write about this last year and everything I wanted it to be, and all the ways it’s disappointed me. All the ways I’ve disappointed it. I’d write about everything I’ve lost – and everyone. I’d write about how…
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