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Took a great big giant bite out of my porridge this morning That my Mum poured into my bowl I thanked her well and spilled a giant bite into my ..

Luke was frustrated all the time. I think it was only Staci’s silliness that calmed him. He asked for very little out of life and got ..

On a 7-day vacation blue Disappearing twice in a sun-soaked field was our tattoo Blood from the mouth of the sorry iguana who’s mind was raci..

Brrrrring. Borrrrinnnng. Ugh. Diary age 15. I woke up with daydream cobwebs in the closet of my eyes. No, woke up with headache djembe in the bl..

Drifting silently from one continent to the next. first to Europe, then on through the Red Sea and the Dead Sea docking in the mangroves of Aus..

I’m afraid of being left alone The same way I was afraid of lightning as a kid I’m afraid of ice cream … melting I&rs..

At the edge of the banks we rested for a minute we could see directly inside the tonsils of the falls where the steam poured up and the sharp casca..

There really is no wind, the road that went mostly forgotten It hasn’t forgotten you The awkward footsteps molded from a decade of angry sun..

She wears the same shirt every day, my daughter. The one that says “nuts about squirrels” We caught the same cold last week, ..

One day I saw my reflection in a puddle of oil in the road. I was all squiggly and rainbow’ed. I remember talking to my best friend at the t..