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they didn’t break his bones just his soul and that never healed.   they laughed he cried you watched— and silence did the rest.   a life...

he flinched when I reached for his hand— not because he didn’t love me but because once someone touched him wrong.   and some nights his...

I studied trauma not in books but in people who waited too long to be heard.   they came with ghosts “take this pill,” the system said...

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...

I don’t know the whole story of your pain— only that it echoes through your quiet and your eyes sometimes forget how to shine.   but let...