She walks around the kitchen, with sharp claws and short fur, A ferocious mind and spirit, that no pup nor human can deter.
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Illustration by Gavin O’Melia My hands are gone I felt no pain I shed no blood It’s a blessing, a gift made by better minds In their place, Better Minds …
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A poem about love.
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What is love? Who am I to decide?
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A poem about finding love
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The holidays gather us gently, wrapping our hands in colors that glow.
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A cacophony of noir forced itself upon me, sealing my lips and shutting my eyes.
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How can I be afraid? The monster is in the closet, the lucky one gets to hide. I show my face to everyone.
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