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While sight may deceive you, touch rarely does.

Ann Aguirre

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Ann Aguirre
Age: 54
Born: 1970
Born: August 27
Author
Novelist
Science Fiction Writer
Writer
the United States of America
Ellen Connor
Ava Gray
Deceive
Deceiving
Rarely
Touch
Sight
Doe
May

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He’s worth fighting for, but I won’t change who I am for any man. No more than he should alter himself to suit me.
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I swept down the stairs to find Fade waiting for me at the bottom. His dark eyes widened, and for the first time since I'd known him, he was speechless. He stared up at me like I was everything he ever wanted.
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I think my head's a minefield strewn with triggers, and maybe if I survive each explosion, what emerges from the wreckage will be me, really, truly me.
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It’s what you do that counts, not what you consider doing.
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We stand a professional distance apart, as if I can’t feel his pain screaming in my head. Mine amplifies his they share a joint sound—that of glass breaking—until they swell to a crescendo that deafens.
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But courage wasn't an absence of fear it was fighting despite the knot in your stomach.
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But I miss the woman I was, even as I learn to accept the new creature I’ve become.
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I'll always want him. Until every sun goes dark in every sky, until I am nothing more than long-forgotten cosmic dust, I will want him. And even then I suspect my particles will long for his.
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Most people weren’t aware enough to fear the things that could really hurt them.
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He has to take me as I am, broken bits and all.
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My heart shifted a little in my chest it seemed to swell and beat against my bones until I couldn't hear.
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Sometimes I could almost hate you because you don't understand how much you mean to me, how dark and empty I was before. Solnyshko moyo.
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I imagine the ones we’ve lost as ghosts who prowl about the edges of the light, waiting for us to join them. Sometimes that’s terrifying, and sometimes it’s reassuring, a promise of homecoming.
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