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Light is interesting. Holding no tangible shape, unable to be physically touched, and yet it warms my bones during summer afternoon walks.
I learn th..
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"This is a horrible, horrible song!"
I could be exaggerating, but that's not what's important.
I bounce to the tune as the herb crackles a..
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"This calls for a victory bowl!"
"I'm two steps ahead of you." A lighter in one hand and a packed bowl in the other.
The twin mi..
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I'm shocked
To find a truck
Where
My passenger door should be
I can't tell
The difference between
Glass
and
Snow
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He sits on my bed smoking my cigarettes.
We've never actually spoken, opened up to one another. I've made a point of it not to.
Our relationship is ..
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I don't mind. Not that much really.
I've been in the same spot for the last three hours. Sitting behind this desk with nothing to do.
Nobody has app..
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Periodically she would pause,
"Does this scare you?"
I press against the blanket, my fingertips illuminated as they brush over the seams.
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Looking up from my plate I glance across the table.
A beautiful women sits across from me. Soft shoulder length raven hair, fair skin, nails painted ..
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Looking in the mirror in a town I don't know
Wondering how I got here and where is my soul
I took the chance to make my name
All this for the paych..
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Was the bed soft?
I cannot remember, and, it doesn’t matter.
My mind, body, and soul were in perfect unison as I laid on that bed.
The day ha..
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