Bakery Nouveau


A bed of lies we shared until a month ago I woke from a dream of you. That morning’s coffee was extra bitter and the bitterness lingered into the night. I called Junk Removal Services to take the stained mattress to a landfill to lay amid the others you deem waste.

I have never slept better.

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Published by: her mourning coffee

Walking a fine line between genius and insanity. My words are raw, sometimes visceral, and vulgar.  I write to settle my thoughts.  I have triggers that extract emotional immaturity, deep- rooted fears, anger, insecurity, vulnerability, yet I heal with every stroke of the pen.  I might be that monster.  I sometimes scare myself.  Please keep this in mind as you read.  I do not wish to provoke you, though stories need to be told. *not all posts are in real time

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