The blizzard shook the car. Danny shouted into his cell but to no result. “We need help!” he said. “Please. You have to find us.” The car...

Do not show me an urban goddess and expect that I should worship at her cold altar, for it is as sterile as the rods that hold it up....

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i. this is a fable about a boy and a girl and the boy is not inside of a room but neither is the girl and this is a different thing...

look at you not looking at me i open the windows and close the night air, its steaming cricket song and after-rain drivel away, i go into...

This year, the hollyhocks planted themselves in the crevice of dirt between sidewalk and landscape fabric and bloomed in colors of...

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“Never cut your hair.” He says as he caresses your young head and runs his fingers through your long blonde locks, common actions from...