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time for coffee
Wiping sleep from her eyes and climbing easily up the ledge, knowing her way, the spider scurries out of the window towards the sidewalk. The air was new, wispy, speaking of a new tomorrow. What is up ahead? Is it a street sign? Tear it down! The red siren blaring as it goes past, wheels,… Read more
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all of the things I wish I could say
Hey How are you? What are you up to? What’s on your mind? No really, what do you think about? Do you think about me? I mean the essence of the idea of me…of us. Is there something here? Am I worth it? Are you? I like you. I mean, I really like you. Like… Read more
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come back tomorrow
I love how Disney songs distract me from the fact that my life doesn’t make any sense: no one knows how far I’ll go … I can go the d i s t a n c e but can I? when the breadth between my bedroom and my life seems t o o f a… Read more
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maybe it’s me
maybe it’s me I don’t know the words they live in my head yelling, shouting, screaming to come out. to live in the universe the universe that tears to pieces my every positivity to leave only shreds of who I once was… or maybe maybe … maybe it’s me. maybe it’s me who can’t cope… Read more
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everything everywhere all at once and it is like no matter what even in the process of containing and discontaminating this toxic spill seeping into the path decaying from beneath my feet somehow my hands keep slipping and the grip keeps loosening making the whole mess bigger and insufferably frustrating to clean up it is… Read more
in the works
