I hope you will all go read it and keep coming back as the story unfolds (there's a stand-alone story up as well).
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On SundayOn SundayOn Sunday
they celebrated my grandmother finishing her last round of chemotherapy.
Her hair just starting to grow back, she looked like a barn owl hopping
through the party,
switching wygs (a silly wig is called a wyg, she declared) and making people touch her head Doesnt it feel like a baby duck?
After the party, she told Pop he was such a gentleman to stick around for he


May Day.May Day
Today is a May day and I am tent-faced
yellow swarms are stiffering to flap-leaves- I would cheek them, but oh,
those stingers never drip with honey
the deer with the pendulum ear walked from Cimarron through eight lights and a prattling fort (boys whove discovered splinters are worth hand-built homes)
and licked the gravestone moss 'til he broke from the gates (as lava wrinkles around stones) and was struck by the car whod sounded its horn
You were on the airplane until breadcrusts soaked up the pu


three tiles.three tiles
We were three tiles apart on a kitchen floor that slopes in the middle like mountains live in the floorboards.
If you threw marbles some would gather and some would roll
behind the stove, and you’d see where the world goes hollow in places you’d never expect.
We were three tiles apart and you had on that cornhusk face that I’ve learned to pick apart with vinegar fingers.
I think for a moment that I waited with cotton breath tucked between my throat and tongue
as
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~Iv walked through my own nightmares. Iv seen what true fear is. ~ -> [link]
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Self Proclaimed Goddess of RP, and Corrupter of the Innocent!
The Jayded Tygress
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