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When I am Gone away from you
you must pack away all my clothes
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The smell of oranges wafted under Theodora’s nose.1
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Now I sit at the bench of the old upright, sorely out of tune, and I play, but I don't know the music like they did.
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I'LL NEVER KISS A BEARDED MAN1
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Sometimes I dream of thunder1
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Once upon a summer, I skipped my church softball camp to stay with my Aunt Essie. During the day, I'd help her in her tomato fields. We'd d
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"If I don't write it down, I'm going to explode!" I shout at the ceiling. I pace around my mind's tiny living room, an oblong room inside an oak tree, a braided rug on the floor muffling my footfalls.1
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I just wanted to have a snack 1
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Sometimes I dream about Cataclysm1
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Shaking thunder, is that him coming?
Does my love run so fast and hard,
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"Cinch!" screamed my tailor maid, and suddenly all the air flew from my chest.1
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Last Monday, it was cold. Colder than a well-digger's you-know in Minnesota, if that's how the saying goes.1
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I awake and it's blue morning1
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Two beautiful young women faced each other across a polished marble floor. A blurry crowd surrounded them.1
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The Vietnam War killed my town.
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Late one Friday night I was chopping peppers to dump into a pot of spaghetti. My young husband had his back to me, reading a novel, and our
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Taking a shower is a decidedly Western thing; the majority of the world is rarely able to take a bath, much less have running water for a h
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Gone 24 hours without human contact.1
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Disclaimer- it's a bit of a sermon, in case I ever get the opportunity to give one again.
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A clock ticked silently on the mantle. Its face was the palest of the three faces in the room, faintly reflecting what light strained throu
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When we heard the air raid sirens...
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The sticky juice that ran down our wrists made the hairs on our arms sting.
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(Contest- I agree with the quote, as long as the rejected lover goes on to find new love)1
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Sex was passion without promise hanging by scotch tape on cinder block walls.
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Another bit of my Obsessive Compulsive ...saga? series?
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Don't read. Not finished.
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I always thought that it would be cool to live in a bus. Maybe I read "The Boxcar Children" one too many times, or maybe I was really born
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If you don't know where or what Goshen is... be ashamed of yourself.
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I cheat at spin-the-bottle,1 / The secret's in the wrist-2 / I aim it 'round the circle3 / At girls who've ne'er been kissed.
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"Grandmama... tell me about the ante bellum days."1 / INSERT STORY HERE2 / "But oh, they were lovely pretenses."
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