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  Dec 2020 strawberryshortcake
Molly
In 2019,
I want more.

Want more sunrises
More rolling out of bed with a purpose

More afternoons curled in a love seat

I want a garden
inside me and in my backyard

More friends
More nuzzles from dogs

More oceans

More allowance to make mistakes
After all, you were brave enough to try.

More stillness
More belly laughs
More love letters

More sway in my hips
Cool breeze on my lips

More looking in the mirror to see my smile
not the width of my thighs

More finding shapes in the clouds

More moments that leave me breathless

More life
All the painfully messy beautifully chaotic morsels
dripping from my chin

In 2019,
I want more.
  Dec 2020 strawberryshortcake
teatears
He cried like rain
And screamed like thunder

And I

I was a quiet river deafened by his storms
  Dec 2020 strawberryshortcake
Nyx
-

I like you

-
Nothing more and nothing less
from my bed
I watch
3 birds
on a telephone
wire.

one flies
off.
then
another.

one is left,
then
it too
is gone.

my typewriter is
tombstone
still.

and I am
reduced to bird
watching.

just thought I'd
let you
know,
******.
I am a sword of glass,
deadly, but ready to shatter at any moment.
You are an iron hammer,
strong, and slowly breaking me apart.
i haven't shattered yet
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