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    The seaside was littered with glass bottles, bird bones, and shells. Seaside is accurate; the sea did not touch any portion of land that the humans had claimed. Land didn’t meet water: they barely touched, each pulling away in disgust at the other. Sea disgusted at the inhumanity of the industrial...
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    purple hand of protection or prosperity not quite balanced slightly loose, clumsy fingers clasp paper hands over paper heart water eyes wait to say goodbye again...
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    black dots closely scattered rows and rows and doubling back and crossing over till cream is no longer background blurred shadows remain, as pleated and see-through flutters in dark waves around sun-colored thighs leather snug around steady ankles, closed around red-polished toes lace...
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    silky smooth and warm rough in utmost security a tired wakefulness of gratitude soft leather boots tumbled, folding over meeting cool floor discreetly stretching out to touch the edge of fallen blankets, their love unnecessary compared to hand on hand on waist on shoulder lips, complacent...
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    parts of a flower one two three flutter-ed on the floor between two tiles blue on grey on blue on gritty sand lie purple petals purplebluegreen yellow sun breathing out flame melt clouds and rain across rain floating up over each blue on grey on blue until it becomes yellow on yell...
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    nose slightly wrinkled, concentrating on perfection dress self-consciously stretched around waist, across back and down over thighs slightly too far away from two knees hair messy enough to convey nonchalance while sister’s is tightly pulled back into naïve sophistication voices ...
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    if your eyes are closed long enough cushions dissolve into snow head tilted back to sunlight meets strands of wind instead lashes flutter like snowflakes like teardrops falling from lashes and freezing to cheeks, no longer red like many-times-bitten lips like helpless reminders of a perfect...
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    I have a confession. It’s a problem that only a rich girl could have and I probably should shut my pretty little mouth up and go socialize instead of complaining about what you want. But I won’t. I am too perfect. I do the right things always, people say that “you can count on he...
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    spaces cold echo the strength of stone back toward the beauty i could only crave when you weren’t watching underneath the walls and the pain if you saw through everything only you know parts of myself i tore too deep to bleed for you i don’t want the hurt to go away because it’s t...
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    i don’t know how to start it was quiet, the first time i saw you you didn’t speak neither did i and no one fell in love at first sight four months later you have everything that’s mine and i want you so bad that i can only mouth your name in the horribly silent air i would do so man...
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    late at night and it’s all your fault i’m crying but there’s no one here to hold me but myself, cold and broken as i am i know i’m not the same as her, but is everything you told us really true? think twice before you kiss me, because every secret you give her comes back to cloak my s...
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    something past the wishes of hope a black stone for every time i turned around looking back, to catch your reflection once or for always, either as brilliantly white as fresh snow, eternally perfect and untouched even after butterfly tears dapple the clear blue starlight...
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    The waiting is so long It feels like an ending Even though I have A promise, from myself At least, that I won’t lose Your face unless you take My heart and throw it past Anything I could ever see It happened once before, Even after I thought my Impossibility was real and Truly had been ...
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    So many pieces of myself Packed carefully, unscattered Across fifteen years, thousands of Tradition. I try to see the unreflected mirror, Wonder if, before I'm gone, I will Find a heart to find, gather my Separate lives and find a Way to make the river run Backwards. Look around, then,...
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    The feather-light promise of sunlight Envelopes my skin, pale with longing My breath opens and closes Pausing to keep time with your heart's assurance Of many futures, choose all and Leave nothing behind, all of you Will belong to me. I watch you Watching me, the rippling band of Tan s...
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    On this silver night you say You want to die And leave me in this crazy world All alone, without you Over and over, you tell me to go Never think of how it feels To leave you there in this crazy world All alone You wonder if you die, would someone miss you Don't see the hurt spill ...
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    The loud music can almost drown My nervous happiness, hope To be like you someday The opposite of what everyone thought And that is why I love you- Your crazy life, free and yet So sad and dark, trapped in Your own head- the one thing I cannot throw myself in front of To keep you whole. You...
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    A year, tomorrow And I have no answer for you Or myself, I don't know How to talk to you anymore Or what I could have said I should have reassured you Promised the impossible Inevitable, but I was still Not who I am now Partly thanks to you I am brave, and I can Stand tall again, hol...
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    even with my eyes closed i hear the way you look at me feel you not wanting me from anywhere, as long as you weren't there, had never been because i dream about the next time you'll look away, hoping i didn't think anything past utter loyalty, the kind that you would kill for,...
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    i should be used to it by now, each repetition makes me close my eyes and wish to shut it out rejection and heartbreak i can take for however long but that split second that comes between wild, uncontrollable flare of hope and yet another slow, patient reminder that life is real, and n...
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    I was introduced to the classic A Tree Grows in Brooklyn when I was 11. I was quite a prodigious reader for my age, but I doubt that I'd have stuck with it if I'd actually been reading it. However, my mom purchased the audiobook, narrated by Anna Fields, and we listened to it in the car. It...
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    This book is not a summer book (slightly trashy fast-paced fiction to read by the pool) or a winter book (perfect for a rainy day-long and slow with lots of details) but an all-year-round book. The 30th book in Terry Pratchett's Discworld series and first Tiffany Aching novel, The Wee Free Men ...
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    This is a Book About Books-one of my favorite genres, after historical and YA fiction. The author picks twelve books with strong female main characters, giving a concise chapter title to each: Self: Lizzy Bennet in Pride and Prejudice, by Jane Austen Faith: Janie Crawford in Their Eyes Were Wa...
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    I started reading this book the day after Christmas and finished it the day after Christmas. First let me say that I loved it! Having established that, moving on to a few of the things I didn't like: The narrative is split between Andi, a teenage girl living in modern New York (although for...
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    I don't remember not having read this book. According to my parents I read it when I was seven or eight (or rather, they read it to me), but I can't recall reading it for the first time, or before I knew the story of The Birchbark House. The book follows a young Ojibwa girl named Omakay...

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