short-story
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Wild Heart
May 22, 2026 The wind blows past her, moving through her shirt, her hair, her sense of wonderment. She keeps walking along the sidewalk, lining the beachfront, there is no other person is in sight. A need to stop and watch the same sunset she’s seen a thousand times possesses her, so she listens to… Continue reading
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Painted Faces
08/19/25 My bedroom walls are painted with ghosts that howl at me and rush by whenever I need a solid interruption. I can’t tell why they choose to bother me—especially at night, when the moon has reached its peak in the sky. The moon rises and falls with the memories that put me to sleep,… Continue reading
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