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Morning Routines

Bright and unfiltered sunlight quietly caressed her ankle.  Pulling its way up the length of her body–calves, hip, lower back, shoulder blade.  Like climbing a rope, the warm light illuminated the side of her cheek.  1,363 more words


Paint by Numbers

There once was a numerologist.  He counted his life in the beats of his heart.  He pulsed his knowledge in the passing of time.  He found his youth in the understanding of his mortality.  1,356 more words