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High school is like an onion. I endure both; school between the weekends, onion between the broth in my soup. The first year of high school t..

The effect of water on light is distortion: A fish beneath the surface is a vibrant bird. Its parrot-beak snaps open, leaving a colorful screech im..

Cover I cover my bones with rag and sheet. I hum in waiting for the pain to glow Because I am not as I have been. Heart felt murmurs aid my slee..

Veiled by the fog in the hooded forests leading to my burrow, I run. I run sharper than an Elf’s arrow; swifter than sand in a rough current. I ..

No hugs or Kisses Take my hand in yours. Armor and protection In a simple touch; Like a shelter for all our actions. There It may chill you..

Aphrodite returned from her manicure. The nail woman took her time with the soft red paint. Please hurry, she fidgeted smearing her porcelain f..

There was a time when Sylvie didn’t think about bones. It wasn’t that long ago that Sylvie gave no second thought to drumsticks from a..

Mark let his eyes close just as his CD player began playing the final track. Its tune nestled down on the pillow beside him. Mark’s antsy toe..

The sky’s sour pink tint was a projection of Elliot’s mood. Currents rushed in and out over the pairs of feet. All the while a nagging sen..