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I loved him with all the light I could gather— but the dark he carried was heavier than my arms.   addiction is a third lover in our bed,...

I fall in love with the flawless— a smile untouched, a moment unspoiled, a day that ends exactly right.   I know it’s fragile— but when...

my head is a city at midnight lights never off doors never closed everyone shouting but no one listening.   I try to do it all and forget...

I learned early to wear smiles like borrowed clothes not quite my size but close enough to pass.   small talk is my second language—...

some storms start in childhood   and they don’t stop just because the sky looks clear.   he laughs with the same mouth that once learned...

some nights I am the sun— burning too bright to sleep laughing with the stars like I own the sky.   and then the light cuts out.   I...

I reached out quietly like someone drowning without making a splash   but they were too busy saving themselves from puddles they made...