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A sampling of original prose, poetry, and musings as well as updates on creative projects and items of inspiration.

Proximity

With enough distance the ‎illusions‬ of ‪‎love‬ fade.

The chemical reactions of the brain fizzle as absence‬ allows for an ‪amnesia‬ of sorts.

Yet, the ‪desire ‬to be touched remains.

Those who leave marks on our memories might drive us mad...

If not for the passage of ‪‎time‬ and the touch of other ‪‎hands‬.