My Days In Writing

For three and a half years I shared a poem a day here. Then I stopped. This is what comes after.

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Moving

Friends, I’m officially moving off of Tumblr and revamping a blog project I started a few years ago. If you’d like to follow my writing there, I’d love to connect at twomilksnosugar.wordpress.com.

Yours,

T

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Hush.

In moments of panic

I sit,

Head in lap,

Contorted.

Twisted limbs

Itching, searching

For ways out -

Perhaps ways in

to the silence.

Stillness;

Softness of a breath

resting easy on lips.

I am resilient,

careful, before making a sound.

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Static.

permanence only remains

in all the things you know

you’ll never change.

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Reminder.

a reminder for myself:

there are no rules,

no timelines to follow;

just a life to live,

and learn,

and love,

fully.

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Search.

i see it differently.

except what that means is

i was looking for something

you couldn’t give.

so instead i closed the tab,

closed myself,

off.

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New Beginnings. (Day One Thousand Two Hundred Sixty Eight)

After 1268 days it’s time to bring this blog to an end. What was meant to be a 365 day challenge turned into nearly four years of writing daily. I started posting here in the second year of my undergrad, and now I’m winding up my masters. It feels like the right time to start something new. I’m grateful for the growth, self-discovery, opportunity for reflection, and the many many many incredible people I’ve met here along the way. Thank you for providing a loving home for my words. I’m excited to see what the next chapter brings!

Hugs, T

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Day One Thousand Two Hundred Sixty Seven.

my fuelled finger tips  race toward the finish line i count down the hours

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Day One Thousand Two Hundred Sixty Six.

nestled in pockets we are safe from the silence  before we both fall

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Day One Thousand Two Hundred Sixty Five.

beyond we go away and through let’s see what the night can do

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Day One Thousand Two Hundred Sixty Four.

we weave a life  like a patched quilt entwined with thread  separate pieces sewn  together

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Day One Thousand Two Hundred Sixty Three.

i divide into the minutes of each day so i can share myself with you 

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Day One Thousand Two Hundred Sixty Two.

chosen people chosen home no matter the distance never alone

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Day One Thousand Two Hundred Sixty One.

a marble dancing round the edge crystal clear and shining in swift circles down it goes perpetually unwinding

before i know the music stops it’s too far down to see how slow we fall, how quick we drop propelled so endlessly

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Day One Thousand Two Hundred Sixty.

nothing but light a soft resilience, protective glow finally at peace; whole

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Day One Thousand Two Hundred Fifty Nine.

two sides made one  until you push too hard  and watch me break

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Day One Thousand Two Hundred Fifty Eight.

if you listen eyes wide open arms exposed a moment of silence before judgement the earth would exist on solid ground an instance free of fear

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Day One Thousand Two Hundred Fifty Seven.

leaving paradise a little stronger, wiser ready to return