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Cracked ice.
Side street gutters.
Take care to wear mittens
song of my shiv'ring.Preschool feet.
cross walk
taking time for stomping. The sound
bends and breaks. Bells banging.
Kitty corner.
Crow calls.
Side street gutters.
Take care to wear mittens
song of my shiv'ring.Preschool feet.
cross walk
taking time for stomping. The sound
bends and breaks. Bells banging.
Kitty corner.
Crow calls.
Literature
Home.
The night is pitch-black all around, save for the uncountable mass of stars winking benevolently at me from the tarp of deepest indigo that hangs overhead. Everything feels suspended in that moment—the stars, the crescent moon, the sparse, gray-black clouds, this little island called Earth, and even myself. It feels as if my feet don't even touch the ground.
I feel as if I'm falling into them, the stars. There are so many of them, filling my field of vision, that I am taken by a sudden bout of dizziness and fall back into the Earth's gentle embrace. In response she twirls me around playfully, pulling me into a slow-motion
Literature
A Letter of Understanding
Dear Heart,
Let us come to an understanding.
Welcome to your wake up call.
You are a fool. I'm sorry, but it is true.
Life isn't a fairy tale.
You knew this, always.
There is no such thing as happy endings.
The frog you wanted to kissed… he'd still be a frog.
And that prince?
He was perfect- sweet, smooth talking, a dream come true.
Until you found out he was only charming; not sincere.
Sitting on the steps as the dawn falls around you, waiting for him like in the movies?
Honey, he's already moving on. Those tail lights you see driving away in your mind's eye?
Yeah, they're his.
Never trust love; never think for a minute it's true.
Literature
Bubbles
Bubbles
Everywhere I look,
Guess, what do I see?
Bubbles, bubbles, bubbles!
Are all around me.
I tried to run from them,
But they won’t go away.
Bubbles, bubbles, bubbles!
Are staying in my way.
I ran straight to my house
And fast I locked the door.
Bubbles, bubbles, bubbles!
Are not here anymore.
Now I’m missing them;
I wish they could be here.
Bubbles, bubbles, bubbles!
Are only in my tear.
While I was asleep
I heard a little sound.
Bubbles, bubbles, bubbles!
Again, are all around.
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