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ShortI thought the sun would still be here when I got back. / Oh how wrong I was, / How cold I have become.

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Oct 19, 2010

Breathing InRemembering the exact way his hand fit into hers. / Every ridge of his finger prints, like papier-mâché mountains. / It was all held together with glue, meant to be washed away with the rain.

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Sep 10, 2010

FermentationAn uneventful car ride from the misty foothills to the flat highways of the city. Not a word passed between the two other travelers and I. / Silent infection spreading through organs. Unknowing. / Pallid skin, sunken eyes. Something's not right with this picture.

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Aug 31, 2010

OrbiterEmpty voices in the backdrop circle around my personal space. / In my head a song plays on repeat, reminding me forever of this moment. / How could you do that to me?

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Aug 27, 2010

Encounter Pt. 2Choking on the silence in a crowded room / she peels off the grey sweater in small, calculated movements. / Eyes roam her open back, bouncing on every rib bone, rolling down her visible spine.

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Aug 20, 2010

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