centered between a vulnerable and guarded space i’m not afraid to show my face and if you choose to join me for a day, an afternoon, an evening of your time… i’ll take that risk to bleed. in my space i feel warm. delicate. walking through this tiny forbidden space, the vulnerable scratches theContinue reading “4”
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your liberties
numb. when i close my eyes all i see is deep reds and oranges. and i am tired. and the sounds flood my bloodstream. keeping emotions bottled is required. don’t you see? i don’t have the liberties you have. i now hide, i squirm in the covers to find a cool place. weakened with restraint.Continue reading “your liberties”
