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Inauguration Day

Inauguration Day

  Stifled, this air I breathe, hope overshadowed by sadness for humanity, the press of cold ink, signed, sealed, delivered while he preaches behind a smug grin and dangerous promisings of fear and loathing, ill-contained, his black magic showing, poison in the...
Reminiscence

Reminiscence

We spend our days hanging on to old moments deep within the heart, treading carefully through bookstores and bars, storing memories between dusty pages as we sip on sorrow, burying our lament in the fiery burn We spend our nights barely breathing, listening to sad...
Hiraeth

Hiraeth

We only survive in passing glances, our whispered words fading We’ve become nothing more than two souls in waiting, longing for a time and place, a sanctuary that no longer exists We drift in and out, colliding with the pressing silence and the deep ache we feel...