I have never done anything unpredictable, but that changed today
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His voice was soft, the words spoken gently, as if he was afraid to startle her. As if she might bolt out the door at any higher a decibel. Mary looked up slowly at the man standing across from her. It almost didn’t feel real.
I wandered further down the street, looking at what was around me and wondering when the rest would let go.
When It Happened
Our lives were the sum of all our moments, weren’t they? Not just the ones that hurt, or the ones we weren’t proud of.
She walks- Like poetry Slipping, Through time Painting the world With a whisper Of what could be
Cold. That was the first thing Mae noticed, everything felt cold. Blinking her eyes open she tried to lift her head to look around. Suddenly it came back to her, the winding road, the rain, and the car spinning off the side of the hill and down into the trees below. Her body ached asContinue reading “The Wind”