Poetry, Writing

It’s all relative

5 in the morning, stuck in rainstorms

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Poetry, Writing

Tessellation

Hypnotic, synchronized breaths —drowning together sweetly with our bodies pressed. Repeat. An elfchen/ elevenie poem. Escapril 2021 day8

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Writing

Sink or swim

To tell you the truth, I never imagined I’d make it this far. Through my childhood and adolescence, I had one particular desire; to simply fade away.

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Writing

The Reeling

Knocking likes he’s done a thousand times before, the only difference now is that he’s the very last person I expected to see on the other side of the door.

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Writing

Total Recall

Alternatively, if every day progresses like clockwork you may already be stuck in the matrix searching for a blue pill.

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Writing

Marriage is one thing but a baby? 

My boyfriend could sense it. My best friend had a feeling. Both suggested multiple times that I take a test just to be sure. Moodier than ever before, I shrugged it off as my period coming soon. Since the beginning of grade 9, Mother Nature reminded me each month  of my ‘gift’. Yes I realized […]

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