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A Story by Kate
'There was an article about an anorexic woman, with a picture of her skeleton on the front. It was pretty gross. All flesh and bones. Face like a hors..
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A Story by Kate
drabble about wet dogs?
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A Poem by Kate
fingers cannot clutch at nothing.
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A Story by Kate
Laces tied. My shoes will shine again, but perhaps not for a while.
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A Story by Kate
He wants to use his teeth, punish her. For what? Her cold, her heat. Her past, her future. He wants to punish her for existing, crush her ribs in his ..
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A Story by Kate
the beginning of a story i will never write.
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A Poem by Kate
on the pavement, a phone, screen cracked but ringing still, still ringing....
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A Story by Kate
What is there left to do? I have done everything. You could be anyone.
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A Poem by Kate
You laid these foundations and I’m building on them.
Watch me.
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A Story by Kate
I often stare at the clock for long periods of time, trying to work out why it’s here, what made them think its grandeur would have any place in..
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