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New poem, I think I cooked in this one >_<

"The Cardinal Heart" "I think there is something wrong with me. Not the kind of wrong doctors can diagnose or priests can wash clean with holy water— but the kind that blooms quietly behind the ribs, like black roses growing in cathedral walls. I search for love the way starving people search... read more

To understand

Humans can commit the deadliest sins without a thought of God. So who am I to teach them to value me or choose me, or to hold a soul as fragile as mine with care? I stopped expecting people to treat me the way i treat them... not out of bitterness, just out of understanding. People will do what... read more

How many compliments have you received in your life?

How many good things have you done for others? If we truly stopped to look at our own story and notice every beautiful gesture that has come from our hands, we would probably be much happier. But most of us have an almost automatic habit: focusing more on the negative than the positive. It’s... read more

Show of hands.

Come Back Home, Darlin' (lyrics)

I didn't expect to see you But you've lived inside my mind We've both gotten older The years weren't always kind Miles mark our limits And then you bridge the gap This feels so surreal I never thought I'd get that You've always been a runner Tell me this time you'll stay And I would trade it... read more

Not a rare find.

They meet me like I’m something shimmering in tall grass— a chance encounter, a lucky spawn, something to weaken, capture, name their own. Their eyes light up not because they see me, but because they found me. I can feel it— the calculation behind their smile, the quiet thrill of acquisition, the... read more