I was sixteen years old the first time a man told me that I was pretty enough to be a server.
I was just a host, but a good one. One of the best, which isn't even bragging, because being a host
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It was sunny outside. Bright, almost blinding. Oliver sulked and sweated on his way home from work. His car had broken down earlier that morning, so he had walked the arduous one mile to the nearest ... [+]
My hair started falling out about three weeks into treatment. I expected clumps (for the doctors, websites, and survivors said, "expect clumps"), and I imagined my hair falling out in neatly packaged ... [+]
Nestled between two hills, the small capital city overlooked a vast plain of golden grass and the occasional thin redish tree. A series of small streams weaved their way between the trees like veins ... [+]
Normally Cayden would've been excited to take his little sister to Critter's Vintage to pick up her birthday present, but he wasn't at the moment. The day's activities had been very minimal. Serenity ... [+]
Have you ever run away? Could you ever run away?
What if the only thing you want to escape is
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How do you say words that shouldn't be spoken?
When a heart would speak its piece,
Yet that
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I work the morning shift at the park
It's cold enough to see my breath
And I watch as clouds
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driving down pitch black highways
of rural north carolina is
a rite of passage.
no
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October is my favorite month — and not just because it's the month of my birth. Maybe it has something to do with the crispness of the air contrasting the warmth of woolen hats and scarves, and the ... [+]
Even while lying down, Junie feels like her body is on fire.
Maya runs her fingers through the surface of her skin, almost like Junie is a treasure to behold. Her hands follow the crevices of
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Upon the streets the rainstorm crackles
Like firecrackers along the pavement
The people run
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It was cold on the rooftop when the meteor shower began. I had brought a blue fleece blanket, and through the veneer of excessive shivering I draped it over us. Our shoulders touched, and I looked ... [+]
Curiously the day begins without you.
Not in a sudden fit of forgetfulness,
but in the way a
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