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  • Poetry > Free Verse
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    Why. have strands. of my hair. frayed into toffee webbings of unfinished candy. surely I am the exception of age, of silver, of rust surely this isn't. what erases the calligraphy off pottery. the moist skin of jars. the lacquer of leaves, the ones that rot inward. crumble inward. free...
  • Poetry > Free Verse
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    When you pick at a scab and it husks away in little crumbly, skin stuck bits and then the tears come fat and wide and utterly pretentious, the maroon of the globe decides to manifest at your fingertips and you suck, you bawl, you enjoy the small sampling of your own slit and emptied Gospel, the heav...
  • Poetry > Free Verse
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    And it began with this: five stale biscuits and a honey tin six small pieces and a doll's porcelain face, longer than the sun's soft embrace and in between, never changed painted grimace sitting on the kitchen counter no shadow in place Laid on the table the earth's heart s...
  • Fiction > Realistic Fiction
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    It's hot. The problem with urban cities is that it's always hot out, even when it's cold. Cars radiate heat from their shiny exteriors and blow hot gas onto my legs. Stream-lined glass buildings rarely cast shadows onto the baking pavement, and so as I walk down the evening street in ...
  • Poetry > Song Lyrics
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    Its not the same with only one person playing the game All my fingers knocking on the wood hammers to the strings hey hey hey, why can't you spare a little luck you silly leprechaun Bring me the same deal rub my fingers like the paper I could pluck from the trees Its only got a...
  • Fiction > Realistic Fiction
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    i. Love is a strange thing It threatens the girl who sits alone for the short ride on a trolley bus to the airport, blue and orange lights highlighting her face in between window seams She sits down in a scratchy blue seat and is afraid to buckle her seatbelt, to lock herself in where the cold dry...
  • Fiction > Sci-fi/Fantasy
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    "Don't go out, now. It's dangerous." Allen remembered then that she would kiss him on top of the head and place him by the window as he watched the kids outdoors with their little plastic glasses and greasy arms dancing in the dull yet bright light of blue sun. He didn'...

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