Category: Creative writing
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You Belong
Sometimes I feel invisible,like my edges blurand the world forgets the shape of me. Sometimes I watch the world in motion,voices weaving past me,laughter echoing without me. I wish for presence near me,a shoulder, a breatha weight that says you are not alone.Not talking just being. But then I take a quiet moment to notice,and…
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What I see
Hey, Can you hold space for me? Everyone always talks to me.But no one really listens to me. They stand in front of me searching and judging. I am with them in their most vulnerable moments- their quiet companion. Yet no one ever asks me what it is I truly see. I see red teary eyes finally releasing…
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Anxiety – the buzzing bee
The buzzing bee is making its way towards me. It begins as a faint hum in the distance.I sense its approach even before it reaches me. It doesn’t care how unwanted it is here. It announces itself anyway. The presence is sharp and prickly. Immediately my body flinches. On high alert. Bracing. I sway from left to right to…
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What I found
Somewhere deep far away I see him. The restaurant is loud amongst the buzz of the evening, but to me, it feels quiet. I feel him before I see him. His calm presence filling the air, his kind gaze floating around the room and his warm smile flashing. For a moment, I am still. A…
Soft Armour 