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A poem about valuing the little things in life.
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Ambition. A simple word in itself, but the
complexity of its meaning defines every aspect of my life. Objectives, goals,
desires, I pursue with ..
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As I sit against the clammy stone wall, I
begin to feel a sense of acceptance. For two months now, I have been tucked
away in this 12’x12&..
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I
take a deep breath as I open the office door. I walk over to my desk and sit
down, taking in the surroundings. Apparently, someone has done so..
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My mind is still hazy, eyes
foggy, as I feel my body soaring through the air. I hit the ground hard, but I
feel nothing…nothing except th..
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Caleb
closes the office door. “That was the last appointment.”
Somehow,
I maintained my composure, but inside, I was miserable, ..
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It’s
refreshing to see Caleb like this. The upbeat, fun-loving, cooter-chasing
Caleb, I can deal with. Our quest for ‘tang, as Caleb..
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I come
to and find myself behind the vacant house, clamping down on the idiot’s
jugular like a pit bull. The exhilarating sensation of the..
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Lavinia’s
teeth sink into my wrist. She backs away, revealing an ellipse shaped wound.
Lavinia smiles as she laps up the blood just before..
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I tip
back my drink, a scotch on the rocks that was meant to calm my nerves. Instead,
it only exacerbates them. In the back of my mind, I realiz..
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