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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.

a poem about eggs and abandonment

when they liked me they liked the way I cook my eggs "I think we all like our eggs in good ways," she said we sat around the counter in...

heavy (still here)

she laid a card down on the table and looked me in the eye “you don’t think you’re worthy of living” she said “I know that” I said I felt...

talk to me. tell me if you run hot.

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