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“Inner beauty is the most important thing,” my mother said.…
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“Tik tok, tik tok,” my mother’s heels seem to whisper…
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The term survival seems archaic. Primal. Primitive. Something we associate …
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don’t get so lost in the joy of helping others…
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The poem contrasts the sweetness of love with underlying bitterness…
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how surreal for a lover to whisper “never enough” with…
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i don’t know how they bottled your scent but you…
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i’ve carried the ghost of you through many closed chapters,…
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last season’s energy recirculates through the air, the memories drifting…
