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February Fourth.

A Poem by Rebecca Hope Rouston

In five days, I will have five years sober. Perspective from 2019.

Self-Fulfilling Prophecy.

A Poem by Rebecca Hope Rouston

Dude, you're so fn cool. Love you.

Under the Covers

A Poem by Rebecca Hope Rouston

I feel like we’re speaking from a place of shame and fear. Just scared little kids in our beds, under the covers. Cold, alone, still waiting all..

How I did it

A Poem by Rebecca Hope Rouston

Hypothetical perspective of the adulterer.

After All These Years

A Poem by Rebecca Hope Rouston

I became everything you wanted me to beAnd I did it all without you hereFour years, seven years, nearly tenBut saying hello felt different this timeI ..

Window

A Poem by Rebecca Hope Rouston

Imposter syndrome

This is My Approach

A Story by Rebecca Hope Rouston

I'm borderline and I'm an alcoholic.No matter what anyone says, they can't take that away from me.I used to believe I was burdened or cursed because o..

I am.

A Poem by Rebecca Hope Rouston

Thank you writerscafe. You've always been there like a journal. Even in my absence, I always could turn back to read how far I've come.

everyone.

A Poem by Rebecca Hope Rouston

i can't say how i feelbecause everytime i doi hurt someone

Don't Look At Me.

A Poem by Rebecca Hope Rouston

language isn't in the wordsso i cry with my eyes closednothing ever sounds righta language you should knowi shouldn't feel this scaredsend to hell any..