Posted in art, poetry, writing

Let Go

Let Go   I want him to squeeze me to the brim of can’t breathe, trapped beneath his muscles, saddled to his chest, counting his heartbeats.   I remember how we fit, connected in embrace, synced in sentiment. Hold me and never let me go.   I ache for the sensation, a single hug, a hunger settled in my tissues, a dull throb, a fever, a headache emanating from my neck and melting through the entirety of my body.   He sits in my memory with a smirk, a smugness of dominance, distracting, waiting, not calling, holding me, his arms existentially holding me.   Let go.

Almond butter creme filled dark chocolate #vegan #notsharing

That was my Monday. Bring it, Tuesday.

–Leanne Rebecca

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Posted in Music, poetry, twenty one pilots, writing

Addict with a Pen

Addict with a PenTonight’s post is part of my usual Saturday series of poems inspired by the titles of twenty one pilots songs. Check out the others in the series below and as always, check out twenty one pilots’ version of Addict with a Pen too.

Implicit Demand for Proof

The Run and Go

Holding on to You

Air Catcher

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Posted in poetry, writing

Hidden Inside

Hidden Inside

Day 5 of Heart Week is dedicated to my sister Becky, the light in my parent’s eyes that shined for 16 bright months, fighting for her life with a smile every step of the way.  My family is walking this Sunday in the St. Louis Congenital Heart Walk not only in remembrance of my sister who died from a CHD, but for all those impacted by congenital heart defects. Join us in honoring them and their families by finding a walk in your area and/or donating to CHD research.

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