Written Through These Amber Eyes

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  • Part III

    “Some Summers Don’t Stay” Zeke always noticed the sun before the sky.  He would walk down the cracked sidewalks with his eyes half open, soaking in the golden light as if it could burn out the cold parts of him. That day in late June would be the day he met Scottie. On that day,

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  • Would You?

    Would you sit with it? I suppose that’s the real question, what causes the itch to fill the void between you cannot stand to sit with it. I sit with it too long perhaps…

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  • Happens Effortlessly

    The moment to forget, we don’t see it happening. We’re too busy laughing so hard our heads roll back. Our cups clink as they lift and then return to the table; our voices are loud and proud, as if we’ve never spoken freely. We can breathe without a second thought, and when we walk home,

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  • It’s Quiet

    At first, I wasn’t okay with the silence, which hurt even more because I had begged for it. I pleaded for someone to pull the rug out from beneath my feet. I manifested for something, anything, to throw me off my balance. I knew it would change many things. I knew my mind would often

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  • Closing Sips

    I feel it in the swing of my step as “Peter” blasts through my headphones. There’s a pep in my walk today, like I’m finally heading somewhere important even though it’s just a small-town café. After a year like this one, I deserve a break. The quiet. The peace. The past year was a test.

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