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I Know How the Tide Feels

I know how the tide feels When the moon pulls her close To a land unyielding. A rocky surface with crevices Even ocean cannot fill. I know how the finch...

Creation of a Daydream

He always had a pack of cinnamon gum and a cigarette behind his ear. His baggy jean jacket sat on his shoulders like it was meant to be there, those beat up converse...

Beautifully Painful

That is what love feels like. Touring the open house of your dream home and...

This Is Why

Why?  Why didn’t I get it? Why didn’t I understand?  You made...

Seasons Change

I used to write about October,  about watching the leaves...

Plight

Having recognized a purpose also comes with a plight. You end up living in...

Those Smoky Eyes

Her eyes were dark and smoky. His eyes were dazed and glazed. His senses...

Red Rhythm

keep the red coming until the last d                          ...

Headscapes

There’s people outside, the thrashing and bustling kind. Nowadays they...