The Breakup Poem: For When The Walls Come Crashing Down

White Walls I was born in a room with white walls White ceiling Linoleum floors Antiseptic smell Conceived in a new house With white walls With strong trees White walls I grew up in a room with pink walls White ceiling fan I picked the colors Made the bed Wouldn't sleep in it Read all… Continue reading The Breakup Poem: For When The Walls Come Crashing Down

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The Breakup Prose: For When It’s a  (natural) Disaster

Have you ever had a person that had a grounding effect on you? I'd come back from a long day and talk to them and my body would be cleansed of all negative energy. When we'd touch, sparks flew; it was electric . . . until the tornado hit and took out all lines of… Continue reading The Breakup Prose: For When It’s a (natural) Disaster