let me sow that i may reap

let me sow that i may reap

You are in these bones, but they are not you.

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Author: Makenzi

I write as we all do. I write to exorcise, celebrate, understand, connect. I write to map and plan and detach. To find patterns, to create them. I write because I can't shut up.
February 13, 2024June 20, 2024 Makenzi

Love/Language

February 13, 2024June 20, 2024 Makenzi

I love people who get off on getting their partner off.

January 28, 2024June 20, 2024 Makenzi

e’ry now an’ then

October 6, 2023May 12, 2025 Makenzi

Practice

September 30, 2023September 30, 2023 Makenzi

getting what i want

September 26, 2023June 20, 2024 Makenzi

dead creatives club

September 25, 2023September 25, 2023 Makenzi

this is not writing.

September 24, 2023September 25, 2023 Makenzi

Those old bones.

July 21, 2022June 20, 2024 Makenzi

A lesson of adolescence.

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