Weightless Where It Hurts

a paper bird falls beside my hand — too cold to hold or mourn

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Andrea Dietrich

Date: 6/16/2025 3:49:00 PM

So unique!

Becoming trude from the ruins
Date: 6/16/2025 6:55:00 PM

Andrea, thank you so much. I wasn't sure if that little image would land with anyone, so hearing you call it unique really touched me. It means a lot that it reached you in some way.

Line Gauthier

Date: 6/16/2025 12:16:00 PM

sweet ~

Becoming trude from the ruins
Date: 6/16/2025 6:54:00 PM

Thank you, Line. That one word really made me smile. Sometimes I wonder if anyone will feel the soft ache I felt while writing it—so hearing “sweet” just makes it feel seen in a quiet, kind way.

Crystol Woods

Date: 6/16/2025 7:10:00 AM

Wow...I really love this one! It gave me a chill up my spine! A Winner in my book! Xo

Becoming trude from the ruins
Date: 6/16/2025 11:04:00 AM

That means more than I can say — thank you so much. I'm deeply moved that it gave you a chill; I felt every word while writing it. Your kindness truly warmed me today. Grateful for readers like you. Xo