Living As The Unforgiven

He asked me whether I’d prefer to be a doctor or a blacksmith and I said I wasn’t sure because I wanted more details. Maybe it was because he asked me whether I thought soulmates were real and if I had ever experienced anything like it before. “If I were a blacksmith I’d fire up… Continue reading Living As The Unforgiven

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Writing Like This Is Us

“They could shoot you and I know you would keep coming. I know you’d try, but you might not make it. They might get you.” His words are like a knife in my back, dead center where I can’t reach the blade. But I keep trying because I don’t know how to do anything else… Continue reading Writing Like This Is Us

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