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Won’t it look like I’ve been an open bookAs long as my text tells the truth?I’d rather omit them than…
Lit Up Summer Prompt
Isn’t it funnyhow when knee deepin primal sludgewe reachfor sun, moonand stars?
Eleventh grade and Margot had been a newbie six times. Sheesh! Margot never expected to get used to being the ‘new kid.’ Once high…
Don’t trap me in a jar. Lid screwed.Or save me from the algae of assumptions.The fungus of faux…
After the mad cacophony of birds has silenced, and the animals in their dumb hordeshave moved on to their next orgy of…
You say that I don’t care
I deny, ‘It’s not true’
I am a rude, wicked manand I will say it from behind the drapesof righteousness I don.
I let myself dream
Until Reality intrudes