Went through my notes, found a few lines.

*Wild Card Post* Decided to go through my notes, and I found a lot of short starting points that maybe I’ll turn into something one day. So don’t be surprised if you see them in the future, but for now they’re just here. . She didn’t feel sorry, She felt guilty. There’s a difference. .Continue reading “Went through my notes, found a few lines.”

Tell Us, Little Girl, What Is It Like to Sing for Yourself for the First Time?

*Write Club Post* . There’s a girl who sings to the sea. She likes to walk barefoot on the shore To find seashells when they pierce her skin. Her voice is a beauty no one hears, The waves pushing her under have become too loud. . She wears a white dress stained with guilt, AContinue reading “Tell Us, Little Girl, What Is It Like to Sing for Yourself for the First Time?”

9 reasons why because 9 is better than 8 and 10 is too organized

*Wild Card Post* . -The daily hugs in 3rd period with that one friend that you start calling your 30 second therapy sessions. -Wearing a sweatshirt straight from the dryer while drinking warm almond milk. -Standing in rain in the summer when you don’t care if your clothes get wet. -The smell of newborn puppyContinue reading “9 reasons why because 9 is better than 8 and 10 is too organized”

Next Time We Won’t Flinch When We Feel Love

*Wild Card Post* . Dear girl, When the sun hit your cheeks I saw you flinch. Saw your body react to the heat after years of cowering in the shadows. You took off your mask, your protection. No one told you to, but you did it for you. You are brave girl, It takes courageContinue reading “Next Time We Won’t Flinch When We Feel Love”

Everything I Can’t Remember

*First Lines Post* Inspiration tank is empty, but here’s this anyway . “Has your heart ever been a hoarder?” Mine has. Filled it’s chambers with compliments and acts of love Only to watch it all fade away. Leaving behind the ashes of it’s existence. I shove the dust into my veins, Packing it in theContinue reading “Everything I Can’t Remember”

Family Is Like Two Pieces of Tape

*Sensory Detail Post* . Your voice is burning toast, It’s aroma filling my head with smokey doubts. And flaking the crumbs of your abuse On my white shirt, A blackened compliment meant only to manipulate. . Your temper is a metal spoon in the microwave, Silent as the heat around you builds. Until you sparkContinue reading “Family Is Like Two Pieces of Tape”

I’ll Learn How to Make You Happy

*Wild Card Post* . I’m sorry my lips can’t form an apology, I tried to take your love and manipulate it So I can justify giving you hundreds of second chances But the frostbite from your negativity froze them shut. . I’m sorry I never get anything done, Procrastination is a plague running through myContinue reading “I’ll Learn How to Make You Happy”

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