Vanity controls all. Some are ashamed of being less than perfect, and their vanity compels them to hide within the dark. Some are proud of being ideally beautiful, and their vanity compels them to appear before the light. But all are controlled by…
I am tired. In the spaces between my heartbeats I find moments of silence anchored by shadows to the breath of every dawn, but this is before the daytime expels sunrise’s misty serenity and thrusts me into a place where people use my…
When you open your eyes after a vivid dream, despite its vibrant nature, the details begin to fade from your memory faster than water slides through the cracks of cupped hands. This is how it feels to die. Her life was…
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