in the name of whoever
sees all, i gather the will
to project my sins,
but
how will i know that one
is listening,
judging?
i keep everything
to myself.
Sekhmet- Egyptian goddess of war and destruction.
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In which a happy Sylvia Plath and a disgruntled Oscar Wilde meet over coffee to discuss boys, legal studies terms and the perils of being a writer in a logical world.
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