Devious Journal Entry
Multiple TruthsHe is him and I am me and we're both existing together but apart But together and I don't need him but I need him but I don't. I want him.Multiple Truths
I need myself.
A Type of Reassuranceat least I can pretend, that—A Type of Reassurance
the newly puffed comforter, prepared for fall,
covers me, weighty
the stuffed penguin I clutch to, a child’s mast, exudes warmth
—my mind, soothed by a presence.
.Distance spreads, unsaid words stretch a taut fiber between us. How thin, how non-elastic; reverberance penetrates me as it snaps, and you step into a world without..
UntitledShe peers around the cluttered dining room,Untitled
and nothing seems to fit except for a pair of backless slide-ons. A slight smile; these are
the quintessential feet-fittings for a bedtime day.
As she clomps up the stairs with them on,
and uncomfortable feeling nags at her,
a child tugging insistently on its father’s sleeve. “A tired girl in tired shoes,” the phrase whorls within. A tired girl in tired shoes.
Her room is dim as she steps
slowly in front of the mirror. She straightens her flyaway hair
with her fingers; creases form
At
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"We cannot choose what we are - yet what are we, but the sum of our choices?"
- Rob Grant
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