Written by Jacob Ibrag
Contradicting thoughts. She wants
to stay home, alone and comfortable. And yet she
dials anyone willing to listen. ‘I can’t stay here, nothing ever
happens.’ Hands slide into the warmth of her old gloves. The thick
of Winter. The paralyzing winds of stagnation. A friend waits. She
doesn’t want to be here. The cold side of a pillow calling out
her name. A hat a size too tight. ‘This is a mistake.’
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Mmmmmm. Interesting. The dilemma of being alone or to be alone with someone else, I like it
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This reads so well I really enjoy your style …
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Lovely articulated! πβ¨
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The undecided…
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Very good!
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