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the killer

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I feel like both the boat and the iceberg at once, the killer and the to be killed.

The killer didn’t know it was doing anything wrong. The killer was at peace in its ocean, hiding. You know, when they say “it’s just the tip of the iceberg” means you only see a little bit of the malice.

But then the boat comes, and with no slowing and no flexibility, she careens into the iceberg, breaking this peaceful beast to pieces.

It didn’t matter if the boat tried to take last minute extreme measures.

The iceberg was always there, and … Read the rest

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just another closed book

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You wondered why I’d become so comfortable with not cuddling as much, not hugging as much, and I said it’s because now I can count on you like clockwork to be here, to come home to this bed.

Had I known the time was coming when your affection would be doled out in limited supply, I would have taken more when I had the chance. I would have held your hand on the couch every day. I would have rested my hand on your leg as you were driving, I would have hugged you from behind as you stood and … Read the rest

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til you make it

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She thought she was going to have a good life, but she didn’t, no she didn’t.

Every scrap of love was fickle, every realized dream a nightmare.

Everyone who told her she was sweet as lollipops had no problem dropping her in the trash when they were finished sucking the life out of her.

But how are you today?

Today’s poetry prompt words were: no she didn’t, fickle, and lollipops.

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not that but this

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I’m glad the days of casual dating are over, and there won’t be anymore awkward first times, or men who woo and ditch me, or worse, pretend that I’m interesting and then forget what I said.

I’ve been there, and give the whole thing zero stars. They say you can’t find a man at a bar, but how is finding one online better? It used to be such a foolish and dangerous thing.

But what is a life with no hope for more first kisses on Providence Street? Is it better to sleep comfortably with the same man every night, … Read the rest

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You should really put on a coat.

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We met when your only job was shuttling your children back and forth to their various activities, and now I know you loved that more than most things. You’d drive for hundreds of miles just to get the chance to drive them another few hundred miles.

You are a warrior father. You will go to battle for them but not for me. I am the one you defend them against. You keep me away to keep them protected, and it hurts me, it hurts me, and not a single cook in the kitchen has a clue, or would care … Read the rest

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lucky?

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In the beginning
our sleeping arrangements were
“only once in a while”.

That didn’t keep it
from being a fairytale;
you were my whole world.

When the bed was ours
I won the damn lottery,
is this what’s called luck?

Today’s poetry prompt words were: sleeping arrangements, fairytale, and lottery.

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This is a thing I’m doing now, posting poetry on Instagram and Bluesky and wherever else I can share the love.

By which I mean do something to try to make a name for myself so that when I finish writing a book and I’m ready to publish it I’ll already have built in readers.

Thanks for reading!

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the oppression

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You tell me what you want for dinner and I feel nothing but relief. Thank God I don’t have to make that decision again today. The heavy weight of adulthood is a deathly oppression. There’s a chance of heavy storms in the forecast, and one can only be pushed so far, little dove, before they’ll fall from the sky.

I have no illusions of forever. My forever should have started twenty years ago, instead it ended right when it was picking up speed. I’ve learned since that all I am is someone’s missing piece. I’m what they use to fill … Read the rest