January 2011
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55 word story
“So how was it?” The girl asked, arms crossed. The rain was like cat spit. “How was what?” “Leaving home.” Their footsteps were silent on the wet pavement. “I don’t know, I guess dying is a lot like going off to college.” “I missed you.” “Even though I let you die?” “Especially because of that.
Jan 16th
I watched them cut down the forest; Carry the tress up a grey hill; Turn the bodies into buttons For elevators so that we Can go up And go down.
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