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the pink hearts in the candy fruit mix arent hearts.
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my way or the free way.
time is changing face and its limping on one leg, step drag step drag. i've gotten whiplash from eighty miles an hour and quick stops. but i'm not strong enough to not give a shit how fast the hours pass or that they pass at all so i'm stuck to marvel at the elasticity of seconds and wonder when years became so unimportant ( Read more... ) -
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and now my words are on the internet, and anyone anywhere
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wake up!
i can hear my mother's voice. it climbs the stairs, pauses on the landing, the silence between i imagine my father low and humming - matching tone for tone from the kitchen where he scrubs the floor on his hands and knees with the blue sponge that he pushes in circles, trying to budge dirt stuck beneath layers of yellowed wax. my mother, her heels ( Read more... ) -
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bob dylan plays at a nightclub outside of houston, texas, for one night only and there are limited tickets and the only show that doesn’t sell out right away is the show at one a.m.The soft, sandpaper breathing of Sophie’s little sister lying next to her in bed helps Sophie to keep track of time. The exhales, easier to count, come every third tick ( Read more... ) -
abra (kadabra)
as a matter of fact, i am interested.
but before i commit, i have to ask:
are you some kind of hypnotist?
i don't call myself a victim,
but only because i don't want your pity.
i am exhaling breaths of open ended
exhaust pipes that didn't bother trying
to pass the emissions test.
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the answer is always yes. -
dont read this with anyone around
the light from the streetlamps lining the circumference of the parking lot is reflecting heavenwards off the black, wet tar, making the pavement appear bottomless and the water fresh and inviting. raindrops battle down towards me and i try to close my eyes, but i feel even colder when i do - it's seeping in through my skin. if i didn't know any ( Read more... ) -
the inability to
absentee ballots cast for broken candidates ( Read more... )