a.f. swanson

i write a lot of sad poems 🌸 Soft Thunder 🌸

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Keeping in mind the many different perspectives of love, world-wide, a. f. swanson’s intimate and shameless poetic revelations in her book,

Soft Thunder by a. f. swanson Reviewed by Realistic Poetry International Finding your soulmate can be the one piece to the puzzle of your life that makes it com...

Realistic Poetry reviewed Soft Thunder—read it now!

i’m so excited and proud of all the accomplishments i’ve made with my writing this past year. the anniversary of the publishing of Soft Thunder happened a few days ago and my heart was absolutely blooming when i saw this glowing review posted just a day after the anniversary. i have never been so confident in my abilities as a writer and a human being. thank you for this opportunity!

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🌸 purchase Soft Thunder now 🌸

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🌸 purchase Soft Thunder now 🌸

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🌸 purchase Soft Thunder now 🌸

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🌸 purchase Soft Thunder now 🌸

the first and, most likely, last time i will be changing up my formatting like this. i just want to point out how important it is to respect other people’s intellectual property. usually, someone being inspired by my writing and/or referencing me would not bother me as it’s been done before but, in this case, i have to put my foot down when i know that my work deserves to be respected.

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🌸 purchase Soft Thunder now 🌸

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🌸 purchase Soft Thunder now 🌸

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🌸 purchase Soft Thunder now 🌸

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🌸 purchase Soft Thunder now 🌸

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🌸 purchase Soft Thunder now 🌸

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🌸 out with the old, in with the new 🌸

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suffer. suffer. suffer. suffer. suffer. suffer. suffer. suffer. suffer. suffer. suffer. suffer. suffer. suffer. suffer. suffer. suffer. suffer. suffer. suffer. suffer. suffer. suffer. suffer. suffer. suffer. suffer. suffer. suffer. suffer. suffer. suffer. suffer. suffer. suffer. suffer. suffer. suffer. suffer. suffer. suffer. suffer. suffer. suffer. suffer. suffer. suffer. suffer. suffer. suffer. suffer. suffer. suffer. suffer. suffer. suffer.

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you are the best character i never wrote and the best  story i never told.

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though it’s my skin

covering my spine

my blood in my veins

my heart in my ribcage

my marrow in my bones

my limbs and

my lungs and

my muscles

my body doesn’t

feel like it’s mine

and maybe it

never actually

belonged to me

in the first place

my life isn’t mine

but i sure as hell can take it away (1-800-273-8255)

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there is a poem inside of me that i’m afraid to write.

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to love you is to hurt to hate you is to hurt numbness is the only solution

indifference