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Hold Me

A nebulous thought She thought she wasn’t afraid to die. Each year of her life opened and closed with her belief that if her end came she’d accept it with grace. Everyone claims they have no fear until the moments it’s upon you and fear is the only thing you have. “I’m too young,” she …

Jumbled

I haven’t been able to write in days. It’s like the stories are stuck. Stories on the train has been brewing, but I’ve been distracted. My hope is it’ll bubble up soon. Here’s just something short and unedited to loosen the cobwebs. A pic is up on twitter to accompany this. I sit in the …