Grown Through the Cracks

Reads 165
Votes 11
Parts 18
Time 24m

Reads 165
Votes 11
Parts 18
Time 24m

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In the motions
words still my frenzy.
In the silence
they learn to breathe.
When I lose them
I lose my footing; 
when I find them,
I find I'm free.

A collection of personal poems. This will be updated as I write, which will unfortunately be extremely sporadic  :)All Rights Reserved

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Table of contents

Find Me
Thu, Jun 3, 2021
All
Wed, Jun 9, 2021
Always Friend
Sun, Jun 13, 2021
Home
Wed, Jun 16, 2021
Trance
Mon, Jul 26, 2021
Wanting
Thu, Aug 19, 2021
Rabbit
Tue, Aug 24, 2021
Nameless
Sun, Aug 29, 2021
Hollow Overflow
Mon, Sep 6, 2021
Subpar
Wed, Sep 22, 2021
Arroz con Leche
Thu, Oct 7, 2021
Arroz con Leche (translated)
Thu, Oct 7, 2021
There's a Breath
Wed, Oct 13, 2021
Weighted
Sun, Nov 7, 2021
Four Thirty
Wed, Nov 10, 2021
Momentless
Sun, Dec 5, 2021
Convergence
Wed, Dec 15, 2021
Sacred Maps
Sun, Mar 27, 2022

18 parts

Momentless
Sun, Dec 5, 2021
Convergence
Wed, Dec 15, 2021
Sacred Maps
Sun, Mar 27, 2022

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