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Lifeforce

On her knees begging for acceptance, her heart’s depth her nakedness, the essence possessed was her lifeforce laid bare. Learning two reactions, those who turned away, those who faded, fading took time, the scars left behind draining her soul. Oh … Continue reading

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The Space Between Whispers

The night was as it always was, captured in wishes, yearning for a miracle to deliver more than wanting, more than a tearful holiday begging for a self that was right, not wrong. She came in a dream of angels, … Continue reading

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The Self-Made Prison

Looking back across the intervening years, she saw the prison she’d built for protection, each stone her own. Walls shielded her heart, her secret, the castle’s strength keeping life at bay, no one more tormented within than she. She tortured … Continue reading

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Running Colors

Painting in the rain. Contained in the running colors was the life they’d imposed, never supposing, not the least bit caring, about the self inside. Washing the canvas clean. Teardrops, raindrops, never the same again. On her knees, lies running … Continue reading

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Who She’d Be

They told her she’d never be good enough, that her worthiness qualified her for nothing. They judged, seeing her like the world, through their hatred, insisting in whispers, she was less than human. Who would she be, if being her … Continue reading

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Becoming

If not now, when? In the springtime of her mind, becoming who? Choosing, dream sleep stirring waking the way. A hand closing doubt. Sensation racing across an ebony sky, touching alabaster. A scream falling silent, tranquility’s fluttering wings. Emergence, wearing … Continue reading

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In a Room Meant for One

In a room meant for one, the storm within shared space with dysphoria, the face looking back not her own. In a room holding two, other thoughts wrestled her own, the other voice accepted by those who didn’t know the … Continue reading

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The Sound of Her Life

Who was she without life, purpose, or her identity? The sense of self she’d fought so hard to find they wanted to bury. Breathe, she’d breathe, she’d let the haters fade away, she’d remember all she’d done, all she had, … Continue reading

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When the Mirror Lies

In her midnight childhood, the truth she couldn’t explain, the truth that’d be her end if she did. Each thought was two, one formed in her own words, the other edited to expectations to save her life. The mirror’s image … Continue reading

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She was She

A dream? Not a dream. One eye cracked revealing a dream come true, affirming a truth. She was she, the she she was supposed to be, she’d found herself, despite those who’d opposed her being free. She’d waited all her … Continue reading

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