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Author on Reedsy Prompts since Apr, 2025
Submitted to Contest #309
The sound of the pen against paper scratched against a cavity in my chest that I couldn’t brush off any longer.To the man that I I drew in a deep breath. Touched the inked tip to the straight line.‘Dear R’.I struck that out too.The corners of my lips wobbled.I couldn't even write his name.I'd already wasted three lines with ugly mistakes and messy cross-outs.It was debilitating, searching for the right words.Humbling, because I had to stop and sit with my grief. A grief I’d run away from for so long it spent two years disguised beneath my an...
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