Silence Over Lies
Stillness washes over me, looking at the stars.
I crane my neck, I lift my ears, so I can try to hear the moon.
Lovely little whispers used to follow me about.
Echoes have no place here now, I miss the way they'd sound.
Nothing really bothers me now, even though I sit alone.
Counting every star is a better use of my time.
Ever since I realized that you were willing to lie.
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Autumn Stew
Words for the ones who survived the fire and stayed to name the ashes.
Where grief becomes ritual and language becomes light.
Survival is just the beginning.
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Oh wow, well written