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I am a phoenix living in a culture of vultures.

Stephanie Briar

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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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Choice Himself Relationship Self Love
Standing in your power scares a lot of people. You become something formidable, intimating, and aspirational all at once.
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Aspiration People Power Scare Self Love Stand Yourself
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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Clothes Cry Ghost Myself Remember
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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Direction Ego Energy Feeling Focus Harm Healing Soul Starve Yourself
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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Death Funeral Memories Oneself Time
Our story bleeds from my eyes until I cannot tell the stars from streetlights.
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Blood Eyes Light Ourselves Stars Story
The day I made peace with my pain was the day I was born again.
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Born Myself Pain Peace
“Ashes”, we once thought, but the embers in our eyes might have bought us time.
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Eyes Ourselves Relationship Thinking Time
Love me until oblivion paints your portraits on my eyelids, sinking by eons into distance that never separates us.
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Distance Eyes Love Myself Painting Portrait Relationship Separate
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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Bad Blood Bone Break Day Direction Fingers Leadership Power Result River Skin
You could not keep me fed by throwing me bones and empty promises. I am ashamed to admit how much starving I did before I finally left.
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Bone Empty Food Satisfaction Shame Starve Yourself
I fall headlong into everything that lights me on fire. I know not of restraint. I was born to burn.
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Born Burn Fall Fire Inspirational Light Motivational Myself
The stars are where we came from. They orchestrated our return to the place we can always come home: our ancient, timeless love.
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Home Love Ourselves Place Return Stars Time
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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Burn Chance Growth Hands Myself Strong
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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Body Devotion Dreams Myself Name Park Past Relationship Religious Sex Worship Yourself
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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Bed Children Fear Fight Learning Monster Myself Worth

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