GROUNDED JOURNAL

IM BLACK

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There’s something strange that happens when I say that out loud. Not strange to meStrange to the room. Because suddenly, what should be normal becomes uncomfortable. But let’s be clear:...

IM BLACK

Improvibes Publishing

There’s something strange that happens when I say that out loud. Not strange to meStrange to the room. Because suddenly, what should be normal becomes uncomfortable. But let’s be clear:...

MORE THAN WHAT YOU WERE GIVEN

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It was late afternoon when he found her in the courtyard, sitting beneath a tree with a book resting closed in her lap. She was in her mid-thirties, calm-faced, the...

MORE THAN WHAT YOU WERE GIVEN

Improvibes Publishing

It was late afternoon when he found her in the courtyard, sitting beneath a tree with a book resting closed in her lap. She was in her mid-thirties, calm-faced, the...

DEPLOYING MYSELF

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He walked out of work with his backpack on and a laugh still sitting in his chest. She was walking beside him, keys in hand, talking about something that had...

DEPLOYING MYSELF

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He walked out of work with his backpack on and a laugh still sitting in his chest. She was walking beside him, keys in hand, talking about something that had...

AT THE TOP IT GETS QUIET

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The room is quiet. Not empty just… quiet. The kind of quiet you only notice when there’s nothing chasing you anymore. They told me this is what it would feel...

AT THE TOP IT GETS QUIET

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The room is quiet. Not empty just… quiet. The kind of quiet you only notice when there’s nothing chasing you anymore. They told me this is what it would feel...

IF THEY QUIT THE FIRST TIME

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If they quit the first time.  There’s a version of this world…that never got built. Not because it couldn’t be builtbut because someone stopped too soon. Imagine a man sitting...

IF THEY QUIT THE FIRST TIME

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If they quit the first time.  There’s a version of this world…that never got built. Not because it couldn’t be builtbut because someone stopped too soon. Imagine a man sitting...

THE RUN THAT WOKE ME UP

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It started the way it always does now. Morning barely awake.Light stretching across the ground like it’s remembering the day before it begins. And I stepped out there already knowing...

THE RUN THAT WOKE ME UP

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It started the way it always does now. Morning barely awake.Light stretching across the ground like it’s remembering the day before it begins. And I stepped out there already knowing...