I started writing because I’m dying

I started writing because I’m dying

Writing because you’re dying? I was having a text conversation with my friend Lissa (hey girl hey) and I wanted her feedback on a piece I’d written “The Altar.” I wanted her honest opinion, if she hated it I just wanted to know why? It might...
The Altar

The Altar

I remember when I prayed to God for you and now here you are. Standing in front of me waiting, waiting for me to say that I will be with you until the end of time. Until death do us part, and even then our spirits will find each other, defying the laws of nature, our...
Slit wrists and blood spilled

Slit wrists and blood spilled

Slit wrists and blood spilled  they will say she was too young. the will say she had so much life. they will say she was smart and talented. they will say she was happy. they will say they just spoke to her, they just saw her, they just waved hello. they will say they...

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