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translucent…to know

I feel you

see right through me

behind my mask of words and bones,

wherein I hide my most intimate thoughts:

the pulse of life

the echo of plot,

stories that I believe need to be told

and stories that I have carried with me

from the beginning.

Her story overlapping the only one I could never tell,

dancing in the void of my mind

it twirls its translucent toes

as I curl mine,

nervous

that they all will somehow see

that in the end, I’m not much different from you

and you are not that far from me.

We are all afraid of being known

and yet

all I have ever wanted was for you to

know.

 

-Eva M.M.

Thank you for reading and commenting.

” Me and the pen, we are one. If its ink would cease to flow, my ink would cease to flow.”

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Author:

I am a young and enthusiastic writer, fresh out of highschool and into college at IUSB. I babysit and work and live life to it's fullest. I write. I read. I do yoga. And plan to become. Yoga intructers as well. I grew up on a farm and can't,t wait to move back to the country in my tiny house I have already planned out. Sometimes I'm a little melodramatic but rarely. I'm a spiritual healer, a hopeless romantic, a book worm, and very nostalgic. Thanks for stopping by.

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