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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.

Stephanie Briar

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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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He’ll keep some daying and tommorwing until he has no tomorrows left. I don’t choose that.
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Your darkness does not scare me, nor will I run from you; like a star, I’m falling for the phases of your moon.
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You’re preserved inside of me; cadaversque. I both acquiesce and atrophy because of it.
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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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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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How do you sleep soundly, knowing you traded roses for weeds?
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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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Let yourself go a little wild, a little rough around through the edges; the human spirit wasn’t meant for carefully-curated perfection.
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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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