Lightning and thunder
The ocean
The mountains
The smell of rain
Lake Superior
A good book
The depth of autumn
A long drive to nowhere
Sitting alone at a café
Finding similar souls and vibing
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The Ghosts I Wish to Exorcise
The way I felt when I was talking with you, when your name lit up my phone screen. The thoughts I had of you at night as I fell asleep. The ...
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Cigarette smoke hangs thick in the air, twirling from ash hanging from cigarettes - Steamy coffee, dark and bitter, sit in small mugs, w...
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No. We’ve served long enough. Enough in free labor, in the form of maid, laundry service, cook, caretaker. Broken down and beaten, ignored, ...
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I light incense and candles against the dark and open my notebook. Listen to true crime podcasts while reading posts of instagram poets, avo...
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