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My stories

Cherry

Can We Bleed?

They deliver you to the door of our shimmer-glass home, your blank face, custom companion molded from his. Same lips. Same laugh. But your voice— it...
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Cherry

The Static Room

He zips his coat with stiff fingers, shoulders aching from the pack. Thermos knocks against granola bars— Blisters bloom along his back. Snow-wet...
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Gold cherry
Poem of the week

Tempranillo Haze

Sun-soaked and forgotten— they kiss beneath the awning’s shade. The child next door plays, distilled moonshine spilled like lemonade. Summer drools—...

Yellow

“I wish you’d quit smoking so much. Seems like you’ve been needing it.” “I have.” “Wanna talk about it?” “No.” “Ok.” ⸻ The rain patters the roof. She...
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Cherry

Planet Prison

“Death never scared me,” I say to an eagle. “Not until today.” It pays mind only to its decaying meal. “This was my favourite bench as a kid,” I add...

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51 of my comments have received 56 Great Feedback votes

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Thank you so much for sharing

Posted on Tue, 20 May 2025

Thank you so much for sharing that, Jenny. That cold, long night you described — I felt it in your words.

It means a lot to know the fear in this piece resonated with your experience. What you shared is such a haunting memory — a glimpse...

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Posted in She Sleeps

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Haha—love that!

Posted on Thu, 22 May 2025

Haha—love that!

And you’re very welcome—your story really was such a fun read. Keep writing, Maxine, because your personality shines through in the best way!

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Posted in Addictions.

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This was such a delightful

Posted on Thu, 22 May 2025

This was such a delightful and honest read! I really appreciated the way you walked us through the different types of addictions—from the obvious ones like smoking and drinking to the more subtle, personal ones like shopping.

The way you...

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Posted in Addictions.

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This was so vivid—I could

Posted on Wed, 21 May 2025

This was so vivid—I could practically smell the fire and feel the dust rising between moves. I love the sensory detail, especially the contrast between the communal meal and the formality of “sausage and mash.” That last line especially hit—so...

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Posted in African Memories

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Thank you—your comment is

Posted on Tue, 20 May 2025

Thank you—your comment is beautifully written and deeply appreciated.

This piece came from a real place. Writing it was part of trying to make sense of it—to give it shape, and to let others witness something that too often stays invisible...

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Posted in She Sleeps

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This really resonated with me

Posted on Mon, 19 May 2025

This really resonated with me. I’m absolutely obsessed with Pinterest too — scrolling through the pictures is so inspiring and soothing for me.

That middle stanza hit me hard. I’m still in my 20s, but I already feel like I’m “too old” for...

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Posted in Counting Sleep

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There’s a raw honesty in this

Posted on Mon, 19 May 2025

There’s a raw honesty in this—funny, reflective, and quietly aching. I especially love that last stanza. You’ve captured what it means to keep going, one foot in the past, one in the now.

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Posted in Standing Still

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I love your writing style.

Posted on Sat, 17 May 2025

I love your writing style. This really spoke to me.

Feels like a real, lived-in moment—like sitting in a room with people who know you, the easy banter mixed with the heavier stuff underneath. The humor and self-awareness are spot-on....

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Posted in Microphones

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Beautifully written — lyrical

Posted on Thu, 15 May 2025

Beautifully written — lyrical, heartfelt, and deeply nostalgic. The repetition of “before the troubles came” adds a haunting rhythm. You capture the shift from innocence to uncertainty with emotional clarity. It feels like memory wrapped in...

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Posted in Before The Troubles Came

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This felt super cozy and real

Posted on Fri, 16 May 2025

This felt super cozy and real. Loved the contrast between you and your brother—it added depth without over-explaining. The cat, coffee, and gentle spiral into thought gave it such a grounded rhythm. It’s reflective without being heavy, and that...

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Posted in The Rest of My Life: Thinking...

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