khcollins

Tag: healing

  • I Fell In Love With Winter This Year.

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    Ode to an ending season. The view outside my window is magical.  The expansive box elder tree in our garden spreads up and out, sheltering our cozy home. Its branches reach and swell, weaving intricately. My window frames it perfectly.  Crisp white snow covers every branch, thick and thin, gnarled and straight. Tan leaves hang,…

  • Softening.

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    I am the softest I have ever been. Once there was only hard angles, jagged edges. All claws and teeth, and spikes and bone. Gnashing away at the things I love,Showing regard with clenches and tugs.Yanking and ripping, and tearing and biting. I am the softest I have ever been. Once there was only peaks and spires,Now…

  • Lessening and Loosening.

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    A time travel tale. (Please note: This was originally posted to substack on January 29, 2026, but I want it to live here too.) I recently read this amazing fucking essay by Doechii (read it here), and it got me thinking: If I could go back in time, when would I visit myself? Which version of…

  • The Truth Rests In My Body.

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    to showthe worldall of me,i have to tell themabout you.i cannot speakin half-truthsanymore.i cannotlivehalf-way. Truth is infuriating. Rage-inducing, at times. How does the saying go? The truth will set you free, but first it will piss you off? Well, I’m fucking pissed. I’ve been pissed for a long time. I was just exceptionally good at…