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Once We Awake

A shared thought

Image by Iva Hotko

Age is just a number,
and tragedy lies in the awareness that follows —
of the world, we come to see with different eyes,
and feel with the altered heart.

Time passes so fast once we awake —
from years of fairy tails and nightmares.
Days turn into hours and months into weeks,
leaving us in disbelief.




Dirty realism, grunge lit, creative confessions, spec fic, and assorted literary atrocities.

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Iva Hotko

Iva Hotko

Walking contradiction of sense and sensibility. Literature, art, philosophy, nature, hiking and photography 🦋

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