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  • Rocks

    I didn’t put her away. I thought I would have. I thought I’d turned a corner. For six weeks, an envelope with pictures of my dead aunt have been on my coffee table, waiting for me to do something with them. I have gotten teary-eyed just seeing the envelope. The last week has been especially…

  • Inaudible, I Know

    Inaudible I know In their voices I know A sad, fierce look in their eyes I know   The problem with my hobby of suffering through heartache is that I remind others of their own past relationship traumas (a saving grace is most of them are in good, healthy relationships now). I’ve finally realized when…