Tag: adult adoptee
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PLAY (with words)
I’d prefer to mince them: like garlic; pungent and clumsy, fingertips sticky with innuendo and truth. the words might linger, might stay with you long after their consumption. but since you asked and honestly, I think it’s time you knew, I don’t play. and not for the reason you’re thinking, not because I’m a grown-up and have…
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born twice
that’s what she was. not ‘again’ like a christian, god no, but rather like a seed that’s been planted, grown to a seedling and then one day ripped from its root, taken to soil not matching its own, tasked to create life and viability from someone else’s dirt. the first time it happened was on…
santos scribes 