Dream

I dreamed my home was full. Mom and dad were in the kitchen singing along to the radio and burning the toast again. I made my way downstairs and watched them peacefully. He took her hand and spun her until she playfully fought him off with the threat of coffee down his shirt. My sister ran to me…

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I Feel it Stirring

I am reminded of my knowledge of death, My friendship with loneliness, My devotion to the darkness. I can feel the knives twisting in my back, And the razor rushing to relieve me of this life I’ve been trudging through. The devil comes to my right, An angel rushes to my left…

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