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Standing in your power scares a lot of people. You become something formidable, intimating, and aspirational all at once.

Stephanie Briar

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Stop accepting abstract noun love. Real love is always action verb.
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Trauma has deep roots indeed, but that doesn’t mean you shouldn’t pull the weeds.
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Our story bleeds from my eyes until I cannot tell the stars from streetlights.
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The search for external sources is nothing compared to internal forces.
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I pressed the dress to my nose, and found what was left of your ghost. It was then that I remembered how to cry.
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To the oppressed with no seat on the table; dreaming of change and better days, I will pull up a chair, and light fires in your name.
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In my dreams you conjure me like a spell in the night. Let us haunt one another with uneasy peace, and die burning alive.
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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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I don’t know how to put my love down, or to keep holding too much of it.
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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.
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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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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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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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The pain of your memory is sharp enough to be felt the nails raked along my back by somebody else.
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He’ll keep some daying and tommorwing until he has no tomorrows left. I don’t choose that.
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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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