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This Speaks Volumes, If You Want to Hear It

  Our course shifted that May night,   something I didn’t want to admit—until it was too late.   My gut touched my shoulder,   whispered ...

  • A Pseudonym For Love.
    A home that never learned my name, I reached the shore just as the tide pulled away. Loneliness disguised as freedom, Your hands stained red...
  • Main Idea
    H ere I stand before weary faces a jury, waiting for closure. They’ve heard it all before. I tell it once more, but not in full. Not th...
  • This Speaks Volumes, If You Want to Hear It
      Our course shifted that May night,   something I didn’t want to admit—until it was too late.   My gut touched my shoulder,   whispered ...