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Do you remember where you were when you forgot all you’d learned? When love again became the sweetes
I am trying to be a softer place to land.
Of course, there have been count--less attempts by The Artist tocreate an authentic connectionwith a
Mine, mine, mine.
They don’t teach it to you.
Post-It Series #3
And maybe I’m just grateful to do something that matters with my hands.
Post-It Series #2
Always & always.
I know. My feet look pale and unwell against this deep black sea, my flesh too soft for these callou
I’m having fun
7/15/21 Mourning in prose, eulogizing in poetry.
00:52 am - h.w
worn memories - h.w
to fall in love: a collection of sixteen poems on the truths of first love. that not quite feeling o
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I have outgrown your idea of me Woman, capitol W, upside down mountain Was it always this way? Every
(here’s my paper airplane to you I guess)10 Things I Always Remember About You and Me1 - Whene
the average human has five liters of blood //moving across the country is hard
napowrimo day 15 // drunk dial
We used to live in a house with a porch surrounded by jasmine vines;crawling around the porch and up
may 12th, 2021
Past midnight and there are still no stars. There is only a bleakness that invades my soul from the
worn memories - h.w
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