I befriended her in kindergarten. She was not any of those over-the-top adjectives you would use to describe your best friend. Overall, she was an ordinary four-year old that had grabbed my attention ... [+]
I befriended her in kindergarten. She was not any of those over-the-top adjectives you would use to describe your best friend. Overall, she was an ordinary four-year old that had grabbed my attention ... [+]
quiet house
he roamed the empty hallways
feeling like nothing more than a restless spirit
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What a fraud. Lies, lies, lies.
Cindy was so mad. Two years ago she had seen this day and, today, it had finally come.
It had been a strange day, that afternoon two years prior. She had run
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“You’re different—you’re not milquetoast,” the tall boy I was stumbling along Richmond Road with told me on the walk back to my room. He couldn’t see, but had I scrunched up my face partially from ... [+]
Hey I think we should take a break
No, don’t speak!
Too wrapped up in the promise of progress
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Last night I decided to drive away to a place with nobody around,
To give my heart a break from
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Alice had just arrived in front of Sara’s house, knocking at her front door, hearing her conscience complain about what she did to her best friend and tears came down her face, as she had no idea what ... [+]
You walk in. He pretends to shoot you.
Finger guns blazing with flint-lock nostalgia;
He calls
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This is how the end begins:
Nearly twenty years and you can’t say you saw it coming. Browned hair and leathered shoes, he picked up his satchel of broken parts, long feet trudging down the side
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Here you are again. You sent Death a text three hours ago and he still hasn’t responded. This seems to be the norm with him lately, and honestly, it’s getting old. You need to send a clear message ... [+]
I watch the Starlings,
With their tiny stick legs and bare feet that cling to roof gutters
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