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  Nov 2015 sol
September
I crossed my bed to find you
and found the Atlantic Ocean instead
sol Nov 2015
Roses for the mothers.
Petals for the daughters.
Thorns for the fathers.
Stems for the brothers.
  Nov 2015 sol
R
I was weak, for a long time.
Fragile and pathetic.
But I'm *not
anymore.
And I'm not gonna be.
Not ever again*.
From a scene I'm working on
My acting teacher pulled me out of the class last night to tell me how powerful I made this. I'm glad I was able to make it powerful, because it's exactly how I'm feeling right now.
  Nov 2015 sol
susan
little boy with dreams
that come crashing down
with a pink line
screaming "positive".
  Nov 2015 sol
R
This stupid letter remains in my pocket everyday, as if I'm going to give it to you.
Sigh
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