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Chandy Grace

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Until, my love, you danced..

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Stumbled

My feet are not staying on the path. My shoes are worn. I wanted to go left. So bad. But I tripped on a rock, fell forward, and rolled right. All these years, I was told to turn a certain... Continue Reading →

Try Again?

The submission window for a literary magazine just opened up. This is the same one that rejected me a while back. Part of me wants to submit again. But part of me is terrified of the rejection. Absolutely terrified. I... Continue Reading →

Silence and Projects

I have been silent.

Stars

They are in your eyes. They shine so bright.

Ideas

It came to me. In the dead of night. These little ideas. Snippets, rather. Not fully formed. Words that long to be written. The darkness wants to be expressed. My scars want to share their story. The desire to express... Continue Reading →

Where?

Words of the written variety have always been my solace. Reading is a passion of mine. Writing is an even larger passion. I have always wanted to pursue it. Always. After my car accident, weeks before embarking on an adventure... Continue Reading →

How do I get to where I want to be? How. How. How. How. How. The answer will not appear in the bottle. It is not written on the end of a blade. How do I get where I want... Continue Reading →

I loathe you.

"I love you," I said playfully to my partner. My head rested on his shoulder briefly; I patted his cheek. "I loathe you," he responded, batting my hand away. "Is that because I wouldn't let you give me a hug... Continue Reading →

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