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Christmas morning, or closer to afternoon by the time I woke up, was usually a pretty lowkey affair in my house. Neither of my parents were religious...
My father taught me everything I know. Well, maybe not everything . He wasn’t the parent who taught me how to write my name in cursive, or the 8 th...
To the girl with rose-coloured hair, How do you float around so seamlessly, Beautifully aware of your destruction? How is your voice a distant echo...
Ink stains warp into fluid black tendrils Slithering down my throat and pooling in my guts I want to throw the words back up at you But instead they...