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Wild Horses

Wild Horses

We were always so good at running, trading morning glories for lavender nights, whiskey sunsets for a tequila sunrise in a misguided attempt to save others from us We made a new home out of back seats and bar stools and blue highways, always one breath away from being...
Discovering Home

Discovering Home

She found her way through winter frost and summer rain, chasing after destinations unknown She searched the skies and discovered home within the tropical fog and the morning mist, dappled with light and ocean kissed, away from the poison and the toxic noise, and she...
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...