This poem is about a character from my favorite TV series, Anne with an E. It was written about a very mean character and reveals some of her backstory and the trauma from her childhood. she scrubbed the tile floors watched as the bubbles seeped through the cracks in...
Dans plusieurs livres traitant d’emprise, j’ai lu cette histoire: « Une mère offre deux cravates à son fils : une bleue et une rouge. Mais… S’il met la bleue, c’est qu’il n’aime pas la rouge. S’il met la rouge, c’est qu’il n’aime pas la bleue. S’il n’en met...
He's a good man, you say But he doesn't honor my feelings.He's a good father, you sayBut he doesn't respect their boundaries.He has a big heart, you sayBut he doesn't when he is judging others.He's a smart guy, you sayBut he doesn't know how to manage money.He's...
I am a boulder. Shaken, pushed, and pulled by gravity and violent geology. A large boulder slid, tumbled violently out of control, and crashed into me. When regarding the damage, the chips, cracks, and pain, I looked back bitterly and resentfully at the large...
Beauty is something to look for, something I miss if I am preoccupied with getting things done, or worrying about something that will happen. If I am out of actual danger right now, I have the option of looking, just for the tiny slice of time it takes to raise...
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