Whenever it rains,
I look for worms on the ground.
When I see one,
I like to pick it up and
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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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She looked at him from across the gallery; tall, athletic, light eyes and dark hair, well-kept but not overly so. He looked like the type that was probably here with an INGO or a government agency ... [+]