Mid-Fall Upon a Deathly Shoreline
I drove until the morning light greeted my rearview, drawing fractures of my heart from beneath the night where the truth left shards of...
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Blog by Lavinia Thompson
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Lavinia Thompson
Aug 1, 2018
Hearts Afire
Dive bar nights, neon lights, cigarette smoke, maybe a toke of something a little strong. Dance in the parking lot to an old song, this...
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Lavinia Thompson
Jul 31, 2018
Blood Moon in my Rearview
A long way from the truth is where you stranded me, like snake skin left in dirt, bitter words from fatal fangs. Thought your poison...
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Lavinia Thompson
Jul 24, 2018
Letter to Chester Bennington
Dear Chester; I’ll never tell him how much I cried that day. How, as he pulled out of the driveway and disappeared, I collapsed, a...
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Lavinia Thompson
May 10, 2018
Another year older...
Twenty-nine isn’t old. But on the odd rainy spring night when I get home from work, I sit back in my favourite orange chair with a...
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Lavinia Thompson
Feb 20, 2018
Pages Keep Turning
Pages keep turning. Every light of a cigarette. Every drop of vodka at the bottom of a glass. Slipping over ice precariously yet...
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Lavinia Thompson
Dec 28, 2017
Musings ~ Love Engrained
I found myself staring into something terrifying today. At the bottom of the barrel. Scraping the fragments of my dating pool on a free...
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Lavinia Thompson
Dec 27, 2017
Poem ~ Ashes
Two shattered goodbyes later where the word was never really said. Piles of boxes by the door, a strong drink and a cigarette, A yearning...
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Lavinia Thompson
Dec 16, 2017
Empty Speed
Outrunning memories, barreling down back roads, past Alberta fields barren. Speed; adrenaline; hammer down. Something endless ahead,...
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Lavinia Thompson
Nov 16, 2017
The Crumbling Pillar
Some things are simply meant to be. That doesn’t make it any easier to endure and let go. Some days are too long and some nights are too...
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Lavinia Thompson
Nov 9, 2017
Free the Butterfly
They call it “butterflies” when you fall in love for a reason. When it all ends, it is what gets released into the world to move on. Like...
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Lavinia Thompson
Sep 19, 2017
Pieces of Me, Repaired
Sometimes the pieces fall into place in a moment so minuscule, it passes right by. For me, it was a night so clear, the stars were...
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