He says there’s truth in just – just sayingjust wonderingjust hoping chaos stopstasting as good as…
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What would I write about back then if I knew what I know now? Would…
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I leave my home for anywherePack a bag of comfort and fly to a distant…
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Such intense eyes. The kind that greets you, entirely. The kind that notices any alteration…
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I will not write about you and your broken wings. The way your body limped…
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Please come in, Take a seat, she’ll be right down… – My grandmother says:“Lock the doorsand…
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She looked up when she spoke of himevery vertebra in her spine perfectly stackedoneabovethe otheruntil…
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If there was no consequenceI would recreate the margarita: Substitute the juice of a whole…
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Ocean speaksounds like a storm surge in a sea of undulationchoking in between the sentences…
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When am I gonna lose youtrickles out of her headphones and I laugh.I’ve become an…