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post-it notes to my sometimes selves

“She wanted so to be tranquil, to be someone who took walks in the late-afternoon sun, listening to the birds and crickets and feeling the whole world breathe. Instead, she lived in her head like a madwoman locked in a … Continue reading

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post-it poems

(when life gives you citrus fruit)  

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