Gracefully Written

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WRITINGS

  • I won’t play your game anymore.

    i have been, all my life, trying to suppress pieces of myself to please you. took issue with the way i play with my toy golf clubs? stopped playing with them. took issue with…

  • My Mother’s Hands

    warmth radiates from,  a pair of hands; made by the lord, these hands nurture. never destroy, neigh harm or foul; these hands crafted out of angel dust, specially made to create; flesh that dries,…

  • Complacently Comfortable

    vines and dead trees grow around us, encapsulate our souls and even disease our minds; reaching even corners we cannot see.  not beginning now, no. not beginning before a rudimentary illusion called roe, no.…

  • Count The Love

    dear button-pusher, dear risk-taker, dear outlier, dear pessimist, dear unacceptable, dear unruly, dear untamable, dear disembodied, dear fearful, dear hopeless, dear anyone, dear you. count the stars or the clouds. count the birds or…

  • 05/24/2025

    Hello, there reader! This is my first post onto my site; I am so excited to begin this journey and start sharing my writing with the world! While I might not delve into posting…