At dawn I glimpse her face, winking behind the trees in quiet defiance of morning, stealing kisses from the sun. His already sweaty gaze is eager to consume her, eyes wild with the rise: panting, pulsing pigments like a feathered fowl in…
Read More5-11-16 | 9:11 a.m. at nine hours & eleven minutes, you were released of vicious painkillers- set adrift in a pink syringed sea without a set of gills. the whole room grew colder when the dr. spoke his line, "I'll give you…
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when I was a young girl, I met a very, very old man with a beard of colors named Art. he held out his hand wrinkled, shaking, and just barely grasping a brush "hold on to this for me, my dear" and…
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In a faraway land, in a faraway place, lives a strange sort of creature with a strange sort of face. He lives all alone but he's not lonely, you see, this creature's my friend & best friends are we. We untalk without…
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(narrated by my dog, Kody) On September 4, 1985 2:42a.m. and 53 seconds a yellow beast of the cat species, whose purrs are the same frequency as a diesel engine (26ps), mewed in the alley of Park Avenue, Minneapolis. At the…
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