…Let’s start over.
I’ll try to do it right this time around.
It’s not over.
‘Cause a part of me is dead and in the ground.
This love is killing me,
But you’re the only one.
It’s not over…
[from It’s Not Over, by Daughtry]
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Published by Mari Adkins
Appalachian gothic fiction writer - my works reflect a love of literature flavored by the darkness and magic residing in these ancient mountains. In my spare time, I Sim, I TikTok, I journal, but I always have a very strange sense of humor. I have lived away from the mountains and lived deep in the mountains. I currently live in Central Kentucky with my life partner and his cat. The mountains, their culture, their superstitions, their particular magics, will always be in my blood.
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