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 BRIARCreatives are neither born nor created. They are activated.
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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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I am strong. My heart still hopes. My mind still dreams. My soul still craves pouring energy into everything that I love.
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Poetry? That’s easy. I just cut the vein, and let it bleed.
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I was looking for you in all the places our love used to be. When all along I should have been looking for me.
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You’re preserved inside of me; cadaversque. I both acquiesce and atrophy because of it.
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I erected cities with adoration on my tongue and you burnt mine down in the wake of your love.
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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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You are what it feels like to watch the final silvers of sun fall and die into the silver ocean; tangerine sky giving way to moon-glow and starlight.
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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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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 am a phoenix living in a culture of vultures.
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If we are what we love, Then I am whatever you are made of.
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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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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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Do I look as good as I remember, Looking back at you from over my shoulder, smug as the devil?
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