Yes, it rolls off my tongue the same way a page moves between my fingers as I flip through a stack riddled with fingerprints, drink stains, and food crumbs. Yes to questions, to love, to life. Yes to problems, to abuse, to drama. Yes to the not-so silent voices that live in the back of … Continue reading You Can Say No
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Stop Asking Me to Watch
It’s the soft caress along the calf, the purposeful touch of the arm. It’s the leaning in during a story, and the well placed laugh of the joke. It’s the brightness in eyes at the sight, and the jumpy excitement of presence. It's listening to words, that don't mean a thing, it's watching actions that … Continue reading Stop Asking Me to Watch
Self Evidence
I have a filthy love affair with words. I know them intimately. I know their curves and flow. I know the deepness they can go, the height in which they soar. I know their soft touch; I know their reassurance. Their finality and their indefiniteness. We fail each other all the time. We fight and … Continue reading Self Evidence
Forgotten Project #2: What Scares Me
It scares me every time my mother tells me she doesn't worry about me, that she knows I always figure it out. I'm scared of the day I won't be able to... I'm scared that there will always be this part of me that is empty. It creeps into my thoughts every once in a … Continue reading Forgotten Project #2: What Scares Me
Faith Taryn Davies 