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.
June 17, 2021August 6, 2021 Makenzi

May 10, 2021June 20, 2024 Makenzi

“Burned clean” means something.

April 15, 2021June 20, 2024 Makenzi

“Normal day…”

March 13, 2021June 20, 2024 Makenzi

ha, ouch.

February 11, 2021September 25, 2023 Makenzi

tracers

February 10, 2021May 31, 2022 Makenzi

Tiny submarines. (Not literal ones.)

February 9, 2021May 23, 2022 Makenzi

The stars have their own opinions.

February 1, 2021June 20, 2024 Makenzi

To the curly haired little girl with her big eyes

January 25, 2021May 31, 2022 Makenzi

Grave dirt

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