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Save My Wit

My friends don't know I'm here.

Non-fiction 

It starts out simply enough, a kind word, a confidence-boosting compliment,  a helping hand  or simply, showing interest in your life.  It's new, it's different, but it's welcome.  So you embrace it. Understandably, in the beginning you're unsure...hesitant. This must be... Continue Reading →

Strangers In A Barn

To be honest, I noticed him for the first time three weeks ago, when he walked in with his Lord Swoledemort workout tank. I had just looked up from my phone after ending an awkward text conversation I didn't want to... Continue Reading →

Derivative Melancholy And Primrose Paths

And the way I do it is, 
I imagine myself in their place; And when I can hear the bombs rain  from somewhere up above in the dead of night, and cower, not knowing where the next will fall, When... Continue Reading →

sullying love’s good name 

I will not be your side-attraction pulled out for just a day or maybe two. I will neither put a face to your dirtiest fantasies  nor reign in your raging lusts; tame them to a whisper, only to then be... Continue Reading →

Beyond a Listening Ear

I listened as you spoke of how happy she made you, momentarily distracted by my thoughts
 of how she effortlessly delivered to you, everything that I had always struggled to conjure.

Protected: Everything That Holds Me Back

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