The Infinite Starr

moving-on

  • Where the Shoes Return

    I told them I wanted you to feel what you had put me through.Not to punish. Not to see you break. Just so, for a single fractured hour, you could look out of my eyes and know the rooms I learned to live inside. There is a particular cruelty to being moved through someone else’s…

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  • The Grown Child in the Room

    I see you out there.Squinting into lives you don’t understand, like you’re peering through glass that only reflects your own face back at you.You think you’re watching a fall from grace.But you’re really just watching someone climb a mountain you’ve never had the courage to approach. You parade your opinions like a letterman jacket from…

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