writting

  • Keepers Of The Crow

    There are those who look up at the sky in search of answers—and those who are silently watched by it. Most don’t know the difference. Not at first. This isn’t a story told outright. It’s not something you read once and fully grasp. It’s written in layers—some buried under your skin, some folded into memory,…

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  • Home

    Home, take me home, we mumble under our breath—quietly, like a prayer we barely believe in anymore. What are we even asking for? Where is this home we keep chasing? It’s never where we thought it would be. It never looks like the picture we painted. Always a little out of reach. We speak of…

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