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A melting dancer, in a string of pearls

A melting dancer, in a string of pearls

July 14, 2022
    I was born a sad blessing.Only vaguely wanted.My failure was expected,Their disappointment was inevitable.But they still put the world,Their world,On my shoulders. So I carried it.I pointed my toes,And skipped…
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    The Roommates – by a man

    The Roommates – by a man

    August 5, 2021
      The same story written by two different people June hated cold days, and today was especially cold. June didn’t want to wake up, her skin felt tight and fragile. The…
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      The Roommates – by a woman

      The Roommates – by a woman

      August 3, 2021
        The same story written by two different people It was a cold day. June hated cold days, her skin would prickle up, the tips of her fingers would be hard…
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        You may, I’ll be fine.

        You may, I’ll be fine.

        July 29, 2021
          You may cut me with your eyes, I’ll still wear a tie. You may cut me with your tongues And I’ll still ignore your words. You may hate me with all your heart I’ll…
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          Where I’m from

          Where I’m from

          July 22, 2021
            I come from a big black coat with an owl on the back. I come from white lipped snails and baby frogs. I come from the grape leaves I stole…
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            The truth is always what you make it. It’s not what happened, but what you remember.
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