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Someone will find me
I write because
the pen is the only thing
that ever believed me
every page
a door I kicked open
every line
a bone set straight
someone will find me
in a library
in a stranger’s kitchen
or coffee table
on a night they are sure
no one has ever felt
what they feel
and they will read
the way I once did
with their whole
hungry chest
and for one small
brilliant moment
neither of us
will be alone.
I’m Devyn — a Precision Medicine Masters student from Canada, a survivor, an artist, and a storyteller. If these words meant something to you and you’d like to help me keep writing (and chip away at tuition), you can support mewith a donation or buy me a coffee. Every bit helps me keep telling these stories.
I’m also most active on my Substack — if you want more of my writing, that’s the best place to find me.
