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In the Clouds

I only pray As the wheels of the plane Lift off the ground. It isn't that I don't believe in God; I don't. That's not the point. It is the appearance of comfort. The quickening unease coils in my stomach, Banished from my body as I repeat well-worn words. They're scars written behind my eyelids,… Continue reading In the Clouds

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