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A Story About Fishes, part 2

[part one] “You!” said Tiri, looking for the voice. “You’re a fish!” “That I am,” said the fish. “You are not.” “No, I’m Tiri,” said Tiri. “Not a fish at all.” “But you are in my waters, Tiri-Not-A-Fish-At-All.” “It’s just … Continue reading

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Two can keep a secret

I love you and your black heart, the way you answer me, when I call. I love you and your black heart, the way you laugh when I am just me. I love you and your black heart, the way … Continue reading

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Invocation

I turn my face inward to the sun inside me, an incadescent hatred of the chains in which our oppressors bind me, bind us all; I have decided to step away from the grim, chilling night and accept the rage … Continue reading

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  1. Trent Lewin says:

    Sometimes you scare me, Jones, but in all the right ways. You have a flaming soul, you know. I love your anger.

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Give Me Nothing

I am this vast ocean and also drowning; I am this furious blaze and also burning; I am She Who Must Be Fed and also I consume myself in my hunger; nothing will sate me– nothing is enough– nothing fills, … Continue reading

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Ideations

This blasted landscape of my life has left me longing not for death but simply ending for longer than I can remember. I have wished just to stop for what is longer than my daughter’s whole life, and she has … Continue reading

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  1. Trent Lewin says:

    No no no. Jones, talk to me. Tell me what’s going on and how I can help. I need you.

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