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11/22 More and more I’m letting go Till I’ve got nothing left inside my hands Thought by now they’d be empty though Turns out it’s just a...

09/23 We were walking through the weeds of time. Psilocybin gave the keys back to my mind. When I was drowning in myself your words cut...

11/22 More and more I’m letting go Till I’ve got nothing left inside my hands Thought by now they’d be empty though Turns out it’s just a...

Jul 161 min read

09/23 We were walking through the weeds of time. Psilocybin gave the keys back to my mind. When I was drowning in myself your words cut...

Jul 161 min read

07/25 “I think I’m an atheist now,” I said to the girl. It was bath time, and that’s one of the only places I took the time to keep quiet...

Jul 163 min read

“What I want to say is,

I’m not afraid of the dark anymore—

All things need a home, even she.”

I’m Geneva, and am so glad you’re here.

I’m a creative writer, and this is where I share my writing, both new and old in an attempt to ask,

“Do you feel this too?”

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