The Quill of Samantha Grace Newcastle

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  • Be Yourself….. Be real…..

    The trash man can have the the voices that tell you to toughen up, like feeling deeply is some kind of flaw, like tears are cracks instead of proof that something inside you is alive enough to break.Some of the strongest people I know cry every single day and still get up, still show up,… Read more

  • porcelain and a broken door knob

    In the hush of holy whispers, I found myself a captive. alone in the quiet kingdom of porcelain and tiles a sanctuary too small yet so vast in my eight-year-old fear.   The door, a stubborn sentry, held me hostage, the knob an enigma, a puzzle I could not solve, and with every thud of… Read more