Resilience
I Wore Pain Like It Belonged to Me
I wore pain like it belonged to me, a weathered coat I would not shed.
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3 poems — clear filter
Awakening
Carla, After the Words
Carla went still beside the chair, Warm noise moved through drink and glass. Yet something deeper caught her there,
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Resilience
Old Debts
In the moonlit bay I stand, My conscience casts a shade, Cold waves revise my plan, Old debts demand be…
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