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.
July 12, 2022February 13, 2024 Makenzi

spit

July 1, 2022June 20, 2024 Makenzi

To My Hometown,

June 30, 2022June 20, 2024 Makenzi

You taught me that.

June 12, 2022June 20, 2024 Makenzi

unsent letters #201

May 23, 2022May 12, 2025 Makenzi

something like six bodies ago

April 17, 2022June 20, 2024 Makenzi

Endemic.

April 4, 2022November 25, 2024 Makenzi

almost.

March 11, 2022September 25, 2023 Makenzi

Once upon a time, I was.

February 27, 2022September 24, 2023 Makenzi

you are the holes in my memory, the endlessness plaguing me.

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