Why has there been so much deathly quiet between us as if we aren’t aware we both still exist
I dreamed of you again as if you were actually nearby. Listening, laughing, frustrated
Crippling my agonizing coil of creative misery like twisting it somehow steals away your joy
It’s agony that I lost you, it’s agony to always have you on my mind so much my brain can’t process it except in a dream
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Welcome to the Winners Announcement for The Ritual of Winter challenge. This prompt focused on winter rituals and the meaning that settles into them over time. The top pieces stay grounded in ordinary acts and repeated routines, letting winter shape the work through pace, attention, and restraint.
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Dreams often bring forth thoughts we avoid during wakefulness. Excellently captured here Melissa!
This was extremely relatable. Loved it!
Sending hugs Sis 💔
Finesse is when you need not say more to make someone feel. 😢