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Shiny-hard gemstone shells glitter in early morning light and I peer through sleepy eyes, watching them crawl, wings tucked, over the hills and valleys of my white comforter. Lurid and terrible, tiny...
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It’s outside things to assuage inside guilt Breeze over trees at summer’s end and leaves which roll and blow, slipping floating bare branches (that’s the truth) over ground or heavy lids to drift And...
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Bony boy grabs girl’s hand and pulls her after him and though her heart pulses in her chest, disturbing the thin layer of her skinshirt, she follows him. Up, up and up they go, winding through...
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