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A Love Letter to 2025
Dear 2025, I didn’t know how to greet you when you arrived. I stepped into you carrying exhuastion from the year before, quiet hope in my chest, and a lot of unanswered questions. I never wanted you to be easy,… Continue reading
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When Autumn Forgets to Leave
Autumn forgets to leave before winter arrives. She lingers at the edge of the field, apron full of leaves and sunlight. her breath still warm with cider and smoke. He finds her there, quiet as frost, hands full of pale… Continue reading
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Golden Hour Goodbyes
“Slipping through my fingers all the time I try to capture every minute. The feeling in it. Slipping through my fingers all the time” – ABBA Summer has a way of moving quickly, like sunlight slipping across the floor before… Continue reading
