One day we wake up and we are broken. We taste it in our morning kiss. Our mirror tells us the same stories in separate hours: things will never be the same.
One day we wake up and we are broken. We taste it in our morning kiss. Our mirror tells us the same stories in separate hours: things will never be… - Cristin O'Keefe Aptowicz
One day we wake up and we are broken. We taste it in our morning kiss. Our mirror tells us the same stories in separate hours: things will never be…
- Cristin O'Keefe Aptowicz
You know, they say that there is a part of the human chest that it you strike it hard enough, it makes the person’s heart explode. This sounds like… - Cristin O'Keefe Aptowicz
You know, they say that there is a part of the human chest that it you strike it hard enough, it makes the person’s heart explode. This sounds like…
You can't control whether or not you have talent. You can't control whether or not your work will be recognized or valued. But what you can control i… - Cristin O'Keefe Aptowicz
You can't control whether or not you have talent. You can't control whether or not your work will be recognized or valued. But what you can control i…
Andrea Gibson is a truly American poet, or rather, she represents the America I want to live in. Her work lights a candle to lead us where we need to… - Cristin O'Keefe Aptowicz
Andrea Gibson is a truly American poet, or rather, she represents the America I want to live in. Her work lights a candle to lead us where we need to…
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