When I was a child, I used to fear monsters under the bed. I have since learned that most monsters are found within. And they are always worth fighting.
STEPHANIE BRIARAs if flesh and skin and hands are any match for bullets. As if bones won’t crack in hails of powder and lead. As if rivers of blood are not the direct result of trigger fingers that bend but do not break on “bad days”.
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Standing in your power scares a lot of people. You become something formidable, intimating, and aspirational all at once.
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Our memories lurch to a reluctant halt in their funeral march, so I can pour salt over them one last time.
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Love me until oblivion paints your portraits on my eyelids, sinking by eons into distance that never separates us.
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Light finds you just as I once did: an accident that is no accident.
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In my dreams we got past the parking lot; you took me past the old, oak door, led me up onto the vacant altar, and offered me to every god whose name you invoked as you worshipped my body.
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It quietly stops my breath to realize that my greatest grand gesture, my last, best act of love was to let you go.
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Do I look as good as I remember, Looking back at you from over my shoulder, smug as the devil?
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As if flesh and skin and hands are any match for bullets. As if bones won’t crack in hails of powder and lead. As if rivers of blood are not the direct result of trigger fingers that bend but do not break on “bad days”.
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Last night, I sent you home with a kiss and a promise. I hope you still believe in roses.
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I would throw down roots with you if I ever had the chance. We’d grow strong in tender shoots, and bloom in burning hands.
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The search for external sources is nothing compared to internal forces.
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When you focus on directing your energy away from harm and toward healing, you feed the soul and starve the ego.
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If we are what we love, Then I am whatever you are made of.
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The day I made peace with my pain was the day I was born again.
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Some days, my mind will still be in prison, but I will live in spite of it. I unlearn how to swim; I trade my gills for lungs and wings.
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