I may burn like fire, I may shatter like glass, I may have shackles attached to heavy bags. I may spend my life picking up the pieces of what makes me human. I may let you glance in, see me through the cracks. I may paint over the scars that were placed by my hand. … Continue reading Hearing My Beating Heart
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Slight
A slight change in a singular moment and we taught ourselves that it was just imagination. But we are here. I am here, in this time that will cease to exist before the next draw of my breath. It is important to say. Important to note the slight change because they have told us all … Continue reading Slight
Life sound
and we see, and set, maybe sit, depends upon where you are in the country to travel, to thrive, to die. I died once before you know, in the land that didn't sleep I laid down and died... before getting in my car and leaving for the middle of something. My life, I think, or … Continue reading Life sound
The After of Before
It slips, from after to for, thoughts and fronts that set events apart even when we begrudgingly admit that there is no way to return to the start. yet simple yearning lends the blind to the I, scientifically speaking at least, we see only what we want, until forced back into someone else's reality. Never … Continue reading The After of Before
Faith Taryn Davies 