The Sweetpea — My Screaming Twenties

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Your lessons in abandonment have finally come into use as I forget each day to water the sweetpea hanging from the tree and watch it crisp beneath the sun’s heat, yellowing like teeth. I wonder if you did this too every time you dug your heels in deep and saw her before me, refusing to […]

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Theoretically — writing in north norfolk

We harvested the fruits of muddy shores, watched millions of diamond sparkles on the crests of ocean waves before we turned our eyes to space. It startled us and left us wanting to know more about what lies beyond the darkness, titillated and tempted to explore. Still we must overcome hurdles while our feet are […]

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There Is Strength in Our Stories: a night that didn’t wash away – Linda M. Crate — Blood Into Ink

i remember that rainy saturday night well will never forget your sister was supposed to be watching us, however, she was rather absent from where we were; i remember how you forced your lips against mine in a kiss although i protested no you didn’t listen— never understood why my voice didn’t matter how you […]

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