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“So, I’ll see you soon,” Henry’s words bounced around in my mind, followed almost immediately by the echo of Jenna’s “Of course she will!” before she’d tossed me a wink and slid into her car. Her engine roared to life, and my eyes traveled quickly back across the parking lot to where Henry stood—grinning
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Jenna was practically halfway through my bag of Doritos when I returned from my room. I’d found a pair of pajama shorts, mostly clean, bunched up near the foot of my bed, and, knowing Jenna, I opted for those instead of digging through my drawers for something a little cleaner. Now, I was
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Lunch ticked by like the minutes spent in a dentist’s chair—smiles and warm welcomes followed by the pressure of a needle pushing its way through your gums as you wait, praying that it doesn’t burst through the other side of your face. Then somewhere in the middle, you grow numb—mouth hanging open as the
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Author’s note: Hey everyone! I am about 3 pages into Chapter 9, but due to some interruptions (pun intended), I was not able to finish it this week. So, in the meantime, I’m sharing a poem titled silence. It’s a very personal poem, and I know it’s a bit heavy, but please know, I am
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I love you said the snowflake to the sun I love you but it hurts it burns I love you your warmth your brightness I love you but it hurts it burns I love you said the sun to the snowflake I love you but it hurts to watch you melt I love you your
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Deep brown curls tucked neatly behind pierced ears Blue eyes never shadowed with gloom A woman of strength stood. A glance into the kitchen and A sight to be seen— She spun From counter to counter humming songs only she could hear Too soon her eyes seemed dull Her smile not able to reach quite
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Perhaps I’ll be enough, when I can Relish in the pain, of Eating far too little, and Telling everyone I’m okay, as I pull my corset Tighter, my body Yearns to be free. Torn is my identity As I paint, pluck, and prod Sculpting their idea of beauty To cover up my flaws Each fracture
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I’ve loved you from the shadows Every year and Every day I’ve watched your soul change Grow soft and Start to fade You were powerful And brave Alive and unafraid But time erodes Corrupts Withers and decays But, I love you The you that Shimmered and flared Exploded With colors wild and raw Your soul
Ink & Interruptions 