Awaiting August (Preface) And so it begins. Deep in the winter, a bright fire. Awaiting August Awaiting August, it’s like I’ve woken from a hundred-year-long…
Prose & Cons
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don’t smile at that boy don’t let him cook you dinner don’t let him bring you to his room don’t let him smirk at you…
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The customers at register four want to speak to the manager, so he leans across the counter and explains: the jeans folded in front of…
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When the clouds parted and the sun came out, I noticed myself frown with contempt. I was bitter that my clouds revealed that I was…
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Let it never be said That I didn’t love you all— Let it never be said That I wouldn’t stand up for you all— My…
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Bartholomew Brain, World’s Greatest P. I., Was shocked off his chair, By a woman’s shrill cry! “Bartholomew Brain, Come quickly I beg!” Bartholomew rose, Nursing…
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am I easier to talk to now that I am older? or is it more difficult because I am becoming my own person and it…
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Bloodshot rimmed red, don’t shoot; Until you see the glossy eggs over-easy whites of our eyes. It’s breakfast played over and over again. Ticking down…
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I am forever upset?? That no one will see through my eyes?? No one will feel what I feel?? Or share my exact experiences?? ?? I…
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The night is warm with wind,?? Bitter air hits my naked back?? The gurgle of my friend’s laughter??? Pulls me from the water?? ?? The weird…