Even if the ground were to crumble and I lost everyone, there was something I lived for and was a part of. I had rivers…
Author
Grace Condon
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My shoulder blades slide back into their rightful place I rest on your bent knees And my spine no longer carries weight Slouched and tipsy…
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All my energy is being consumed by fighting my thoughts, feelings, anxiety, and all that I don’t want to be. It feels like I can’t…
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She believed with conviction she was tethered to a celestial body? For how did her light dim in perfect synchronicity? She knew Every time she looked…
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To: All the women who deny themselves, or don’t even know what they want for themselves, who have been too caught up in being something…