It lingers, and I am aware of it every moment. A deep sigh escapes my lips, my fingers resisting this, my body screams now with no sound, to stop, insisting instead that I should curl up on the floor with my knees to my chest and weep, if not this – run. Run as fast as…
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Stronger.
The further dismantling of my son’s bedroom presently takes place; I put a Bear in there to play so his mom could have some time to write... Whether this proves worth it in the knowledge of my future self’s desire to clean, well, I suppose I’ll know when this is over. When I need to write,…
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Her Heart on the Outside 