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Tiny Bones in the Gray Earth

Half a man,

Sauntering along

Upward sidewalks.

Breached,

Hollowed of a core,

Smushed fruit left to the

Buzzards by an overflowing

Trashcan.

He chose this fate. 65 more words

Mon Amour

June 9th, 2008

Oui, j’étais contente avant
J’étais contente avec toi
Tu as brisé mon coeur
Et je ne voulais pas être moi

Writer

"If you’re happy and you know it" by Nicholas Alti

grow more hands

if you’re happy and you know it

become a monstrosity

If you’re happy

and you know it

and you really want to show it… 249 more words

Visitants

Love Happens?

I’m the girl who wants to go short

When she has long hair

And desperately wishes for long hair

As soon as she chops them off… 154 more words

DiscoverWP

Abduction

A close examination

of the scene

left no clues

that could be gleaned.

She has disappeared

without trace

like she had been

abducted into space. 49 more words

Blogging

Their Fabulous Form

I am alive with purpose
As I extend my arms,
Lift my chest, and inhale
The breath of my decision to dance.
I am determined… 128 more words