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…
Our story, beautifully told in OneOrMore ways
Our story, beautifully told in OneOrMore ways
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…
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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Into the open We had always lacked words to describe what was going on in a way that felt save and understandable for other people. Liam, who was most of all interested in finding out, lost hope of ever doing…