The way I felt when I…
How it feels when I…
The touch that told me…
What I see when…
The moment that…
The particular quality of light
on the morning of…
The way the water…
The missing words that…
The script from which
I have, apparently, exited.
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It's haiku time again in creative writing class
Coffee is bitter fuel that brings a sweetness, lifting my spirits. Empty hanging file folders, holding only the hope of less clut...
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How many lenses have we passed through, how many times have we bent in darkness, felt gravity's capricious hand alter our cour...
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Serial monogamy sounds like a crime. A felony, at least. Big shout out to all you lurkers.
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