when I’m in Wellfleet
none of this matters.
The bitches, the disses, the over-zealous snitches.
The side glances and miserable stares.
The jealous rods of hot shit air.
by the sea, it’s just you and me.
So meet me there.
away.
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Hi. Hello. Bonjour. Guten Morgen, dear reader. I am a writer since birth, who seldom writes. In spurts I do, in my head. Those head lines are brilliant, and perfect, and right. But they rarely make it to paper. So, I'm here to change that. God said, "Write, my sweet, just write." So, here I am, on the direct directive of said Spirit. ;) I hope you find yourself here, alongside me. View all posts by savannah says
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