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My Dementor lives inside of me. Its actions don’t respond to pleading, or begging or cries of fear. I can see my Dementor inside my skin, running its fingers along my bones or pricking at my muscles. It tries to take my life from… Continue Reading “Expecto Patronum – A Poem”
He saw me coming up the front steps of my apartment building. “Hey.” He said. I nodded at him. “Hello.” He got up off the front stoop and held the door open for me. I am always one to do that for others, but… Continue Reading “A Foot Thing – A Poem”