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a space for youth writing on mental health & identity
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a space for youth writing on mental health & identity
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![]() after “ever fallen in love” by the buzzcocks speak now or forever hold your peace, the pastor warns. speak now or forever hold your tongue. forever is a long time; forever is death and taxes, inheriting the family recipes and spending money on diapers instead of flights to switzerland. ever fallen in love with someone?, the buzzcocks ask. ever had to reckon with forever? hold on for the divorce announcement in
the paper, a cynical guest mumbles, and hold fast to that secret you know, one of the bridesmaids broods, and get a hold of yourself, a mother whispers to a sobbing toddler in the back, and the entire church thinks, he’s got the right idea. ever fallen in love, in love with someone? ever fallen awake into a nightmare? unspoken, we all hold the horror at arms’ length, forever and ever hold our piece in a grimace-grin as the picturesque bride and groom reflect over the mirror-years, purposely burning the casserole, longing for lucerne every time they pick up the kids from soccer practice. ever fallen in love, in love with someone you shouldn’t have fallen in love with? ever fallen in love, in love with a life you know you can’t stay in love with forever? Comments are closed.
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