Category Juno

Dreading the day to come

The alarm rings. The bed is warm. The day about to start. Just a moment longer I pretend the day will be okay. But deep inside I know the truth. What may the day bring? More pain? Some joy? How…

In-between places

I’m standing at the window. Gazing out on a lonely street. What I think doesn’t seem to mean or matter. I will forget about it when life goes on. In this moment between time and space I wonder. Am I…

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