Miss Ithaca
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Chapter 1A Chapter by Miss IthacaThe iron sword whined on my raven black daggers. I took the locked moment to smirk at my opponent before dropping underneath and kicking his feet .. |
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Blank PerspectiveA Book by Miss IthacaSchema is the connection between new information and the known. For Readers, they can resist the insanity that stretching Schema possesses. It is only.. |
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The CrevasseA Poem by Miss IthacaNonsense drips like popcorn. |
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RoyaltyA Poem by Miss Ithaca“Royalty”Rocks jut from the tall grass. Sore thumbs where they shouldn’t be. It’s not their fault, I suppose, we put them ther.. |
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BendA Poem by Miss IthacaE. E. Cummings inspired connection of water and the stream of thought. |