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  1. 24. tra 2019.

    When life becomes Boredom creeps in I go out and explore The world we live in My favorite place The wild! No other place I rather be A tent, a fire, guitar You and me So much to explore So much to see Best of all It's also free

  2. 24. tra 2019.

    “Of all the things she did, Haskins, do you know what hurt the worst?” “The revolving door on her bedroom?” “She said I was .” “You don’t vape, you don’t smoke either.” “No, vapid Haskins.” “Bit rich coming from someone with the personality of a used teabag.”

  3. 23. tra 2019.

    CHORE As a child we dreaded Auntie’s visits with her conversations and our stifled yawns. We hated it when Mum would make us all have tea together. Such dull Sunday afternoons. Years later we discovered Auntie was our lifeline after Dad, her only brother, had died.

  4. 24. tra 2019.

    The eyes, the hollow smile, the endlessly repeated phrase. "Hello, welcome to Wimpy, what would you like to eat today?" Nobody knew her real life, nobody saw the longing for more. She saved the tips for her college fund and scoured customers for a good man.

  5. 24. tra 2019.

    "So, you want the Ultimate package? Full upgrade from to effervescent? That's 60k." She pulled the suitcase of coins up to the desk, sod college, this was going to change everything. "Thank you for shopping at Resouls R Us." Said the girl with the hollow smile.

  6. We sit in the same lobby Resorting to conversation The weather outside The upcoming holidays We yearn to go deeper But we fear rejection We leave unfulfilled Scroll though social media later Craving true connection

  7. One eye on the road ahead, I save my joy for the rear view mirror

  8. 23. tra 2019.

    Mother threw a party, and invited a throng of girls. I eyed each of them trying to guess which she most hoped I’d fall madly in love with. “David, aren’t they lovely?” She sighed. “Lovely,” I agreed. I didn’t tell her the one I’d chosen was Rick, her chauffeur.

  9. 23. tra 2019.

    He looked at her with that expression, empty as his mind. She wrote poems, prose, songs about love and loss, yet still he stared with gormless disregard. Never would he understand the beauty of her work. Perhaps her parents were right. Dogs do make poor husbands.

  10. 23. tra 2019.

    "Spill it, how was the date last night?" "Ugh, ." "Yikes." "Yeah, you know me, I'll take fruitcake over rice cake, anyday." "Like, butter knife dull?" "Like, I wouldn't have trusted myself with a butter knife."

  11. She looked up from her phone, eyes as as an empty glass. "So, what do you do for fun? She giggled and looked at her phone again. "Do you have any hobbies? No response. I signaled the waiter. I wonder how long it took her to look up and realize she was alone.

  12. 24. tra 2019.

    lord knows I've lied chewed on countless straws that broke camel's backs and promises trampled last nerves I've seen fed up on faces that couldn't face truths sooner that I was wrong for them doors closed on broken hearts without closure man lord knows I've grown

  13. It's been raining for 14 years, a world of gray. Kids beg for fairy tales of sunburns and picnics. The Being appears. “Sunshine for your allegiance.” We bow and grovel. He bids the sun return. And we love him—the one who banished the rain, the one who brought it.

  14. 24. tra 2019.

    I have my days Time moves slowly then Across the horizon But that days too is laced With a breath of you Like languid summers By the rolling seas Salt zephers surrounds me Poetry are formed In quiet winds But I'd prefer your whispers I catch them like snowflakes

  15. The deep bass, those haunting beats, the unbuttoned shirt, that warm skin, their lips placed, the rise, the fall, the sob, the soul, the ghostly release, the phantom clothes, the naked climbers climb, such vulnerable peaks, their life, stretching out Like a cross

  16. Today is not the day the Sun rises without seeing your face. Tonight's Sunset will not hear your pleading to miss Her parting gift. Today, I am with you. Today, you are not alone. Today, you will live.

  17. 24. tra 2019.

    Truth be told, I’m bone weary; ready for the ride to come to a full and complete stop. I’ll admit, seeing my replacement is making me anxious. A beauty, all froth and sparkle — I hope she takes this job seriously. “Hello Spring, I’m Winter. Thank you for coming.”

  18. 26. tra 2019.

    your is destroying me big-man-ing your boy for me fanning lava love flame in catapult games somersaults pain canned laughter rains as you toy with me to denying I see ploy am decoy dying now I’m rapidly trying to erupt joy in me

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  19. She spends her days in a world, where busyness and mindlessness are the norm. When her work is done, though, she visits a magical place; a place where beauty and color flow endlessly, a place where love and friendship reign...a place called the .

  20. 24. tra 2019.

    - It sure sucks taking the train to work, Sarge. - Well, you should have thought of that before your driving license got suspended, Boyd - But it's sooo boring. No one talks to you, everyone's on their goddam phone. - They don't call it transit for nothing

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