Category: Writing
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SS Faraway
Reaching over the side of the boat, my stomach rested completely on the ledge. I felt I could keep reaching over, land full body into the water, and somehow back through the underside of the boat to where I was, but soaked.
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Sam Saw It Too
“Good morning, I hope this email finds you well. You must understand I feel the obligation to report anything out of the ordinary. There’s a young girl who expends a great deal of energy trying to go unnoticed. She moved into the building, maybe it’s been a year and a half, and probably would have…
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Passenger Seat
Sicker than a sticker on streets like splat Whatever the word was Just jiggle the keys and I’ll juggle the rest
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Hard to Keep Distance
Between me and the fridge Just a short walk That hurts a bit now that I think about it Would be great to have a mini fridge In my room.
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Morning Egg
It’s still early enough And I need to get the juices flowing My fingers and hands stay remarkable still, though I’m an anxious mess each morning The execution is so key to the end result The first, loud click is heard throughout my apartment. Then the next Before I know it, I’m looking at a…
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Unloving Love
Today, I’m at the freehand on Ohio (19 E), feeling fortunate that I can leave then to somewhere to sleep the same night then to my need to rush the gauntlet where people (are meant to) battle to meet (but ultimately fall short of) my lofty expectations then to: negative ruminations behind and a mind…
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Phew! Scene 2
If I wasn’t before Well then now I am. You can’t make me, But I am getting out of the car And this is the end of the road It’s been six years and I haven’t seen that face since then.
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Phew! Scene 1
Read the note written in caps. Hand quivers a bit. Wait. Turn the body slowly slowly [but not the gaze] back toward them. Just stay there, almost looking them in the eye. Then let them make the decision. “Whatever. It’s not even fun taunting you anymore.” Phew! Almost needed to be brave.
Pearson Pivot 