A Second Bite
Since the most honest hour is 2 am (and here you are) and here I am I might as well let you know I may have loved you long ago.
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She tells stories.
Some of them are true.
Most of them are not.
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Christina Grant
Apr 15, 20211 min read
(In Between Bites)
The memory of a feeling is caught like a pebble in my shoe I turn it over and again run a thumb across the surface trace cracks and...
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Christina Grant
Apr 14, 20211 min read
A List of Things I Don't Try My Best At
I know you’d be great, he is saying, because you try your best at everything you do. I scrunch up one side of my face. Do I, though? You...
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Christina Grant
Apr 12, 20211 min read
The Danger of a Well-Worn Path
is that the Wolf always knows where to find you. He observes your habits, learns your routines, then extrapolates your most recent...
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Christina Grant
Apr 12, 20211 min read
There is no poetry in this.
light trips across skin earbuds in flexing fingers curve over screen synapses rage between neurons trudging well-worn paths There is no...
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Christina Grant
Apr 10, 20211 min read
Onamatopialliteration
The Butterfly Conservatory: say it aloud as it flutters humidly about your head vibrant colours burst among greenery like s l o w l y u...
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