: About Me

I'm human, but that's no excuse.

My passion is ...

suspending moments on invisible strings.

I know too much about ...

peeling away layers of skin.

My parents always told me ...

the nut didn't fall far from the tree.

My childhood ambition ...

to find dinosaurs.

My favorite memory ...

is buried with her.

Why I write ...

to release the tiny word demons.

My first job ...

had mammoth blueberry muffins.

My best moment ...

is coming.

My inspiration ...

rides through town on a bike, keeps two birds on his head, and pipe smoke bleeds green and yellow in his wake.

Religion & Spirituality > Heaven, Hell & Afterlife Reflections on life, death and afterlife

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I see her in small ways every day. The folded blue shirt in my dresser suddenly fills out with the shape of her soft body, her hand covers the small scrawl of her letters, the pen re-writing them as I re-read, stopping only to slowly crochet the stumpy blue horse she promised me two years ago. We were sisters in every way but blood - closer than sisters. Youth is now a blur of summer - trees, bathing suits, our bodies constantly calling out to be immersed in cool water. It's a place similar to a fey world. It will never grey, never fade, and those who stay will never age. We started out as...

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