Preparation

Trying to fall asleep... Composite notebooks lined with linear thoughts, broken pencils, stained coffee cups Whimsical dreams of what could; what will be, swirl the halls of academic integrity So why are the walls full of lies? Where is the preparation of loneliness, homelessness; different parents; nights, weekends? What of the voice present through the... Continue Reading →

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