I stand on the edge of an island that is not my own. Grey water meets grey sky and together they wade toward my palms.…
Prose & Cons
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A piece by Gabriella DeGennaro.
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I write you a hundred words to tell you I love you
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Goldfish are fickle beasts.
At the slightest upset they leave this world for
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I slipped out of the helicopter into the vivid blue sky.
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It happened while I was getting a root canal.
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A excerpt Kyle Robertson
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A poem by Sam Kamenetz