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collection

there's not a particular order to these, so explore as you please. if you're looking for more than just the written word, check out my spoken and extras pages.

coffee shop confessional

I don’t want anything. I don’t live for myself anymore (I don’t know if I ever did) hold on, work texted and I can’t afford to lose the...

lullaby at the end of the earth

dear mom, I'm trying to be good. but it's cold in the alley where I make myself a human so you'll have to settle for regretful deformity....

overture

the breeze stole my solidity, the sunshine my complexion I want to say I’m sorry, I think there is so much love in me that the acid in my...

talk to me. tell me if you run hot.

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