The device is screaming.
Category:
Fiction Writings
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Printer paper and poetry
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But I don’t want that. I want to be better, I’d like my plastic heart to be glass again, and I want the world to know that I can be …
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The fox squealed and I looked up. The fox was boldly looking in my direction, its amber eyes glowing in line with my tired ones.
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I cannot shake the feeling of perpetual otherness that sits like a paperweight atop the lining of my stomach.
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Happy Valentine’s Day!
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Confundi la madrugada con la atardecer I can’t let myself want Much for much Longer Now all that consumes Me is the thought of blue- Berry muffins on my severed …
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Narrow streets and street lights off