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This book contains opening lines to stories my readers wish I'd write.
She walked in with the confidence of a starving stray puppy accustomed to being pummeled by rocks everywhere it went.
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When it was time to leave the restaurant, he appeared to be stalling, mumbling about work and the need to check his phone. His eyes darted from his phone to her face as if checking to see if she believed him.
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It wasn't just a rough patch. He was no longer hopeful. Lying naked on a frozen lake in the middle of the night in the dead of winter could bring more warmth and comfort compared to what he had with her.
Enter through the garden gates to find something distinctly human.
In this debut book of poetry and prose, author D. Marie lays bare her experiences with love & loss, mental health, and personal growth. Move through seasons of growth on a journey of self-discovery, showcasing the resiliency of the human spirit. Readers are encouraged to find themselves within the pages through experiences that are unique, universal, and altogether transformative.