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At some point, she would blaze beneath his chest. He’d cave over like a tide pulling her out to sea, a paper girl anchored beneath his sal
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“She blooms like sparklers and is full of acid.”1
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The rooftop, a mixture of shoe trampled gum wrappers and summer’s cigarette butts, carried the metallic scented silence that perched betwee
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She smoothed her hands along the saffron yellow apron blurred with flour and trickles of vegetable oil. Her fingers, rounded with age, were tree barked with flakes of dough from the bread she was preparing for dinner later t
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Each time I washed my hair, the dye blemished the sides of the bathtub with a henna-red, atomic violet-crimson blush. The seeping gave me
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For a moment, the stars and moon disappeared. The sliding door and wooden balcony where gone, expect for the man sitting in a plastic chai
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Fingers: roads of endless ocean electric currents and cream hued tips like the digging, mindless drilling of shovels in a diamond, coal min
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I will make a world of endless sleep.
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“The silence when doors open wide,”1 / There was a stillness in me. The kind that echoed off the corners of your hollowed out body. It w
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You were a black haired Adonis with eyes that reminded me of Timber Wolf fur: gray and velvety. Your cheek bones were sharp and I half ex
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1 / We were sitting in a booth at IHOP, smoking cigarettes and mixing different syrups and coffee creams together in small saucers. We use
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1 / We took to the wasteland highway2 / Like rebels in the night3 / In our youth and invincibility4 / We
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I sat on the steps leading up to our front door as the summer sunshine trickled down my shoulders and hair. The silky rays of light left freckle kisses on my ugly, pale oyster skin.1 / Nathan w
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Nobody remembered her. The only miniature vestige left of her could be recalled through the vicariousness of my mind, which had become a
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1 / You’re just another hookah smoking caterpillar, blowing underwater bubbles instead of flavored tobacco; and I’m the girl with seaweed h
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Jade1 / School was out, finals were over, and summer was stomping into the sky with electric colored boots. Despite the candy blue sky or pink and yellow lemonade sunsets, some iron gray part in
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Alexander1 / I was warned that when I first got here, it would feel almost impossible to let go of living and the world I was no longer apart of. I would be stuck in a state of missing and yearn
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Jade1 / Winter was beginning to drip away. The snow turned to gray slush, scabbed over with dirt and woodchips like eye splinters. The skies were gray or a dead skin blue, sick and chilled. Th
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Alexander1 / She carried him on her hip during the wake and funeral. He was smiling, not yet understanding what was happening but that smile brought me solace. I couldn’t bare the thought of hi
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Alexander1 / There was a bitter sting of snowy light.2 / My eyes tightened.3 / I attempted to open them slowly, allowing the light in p
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