Tag: secret love
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Literary Ebb and Flow and Glow
How did we let ourselves become so lovesick? Our hearts oozed right into our seats. You at the head of the class called to each of us like a beacon. At first my writing was about you and then it was about writing about you and so forth. Soon my writing was dribble. And then…
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Staying In My Lane Next Time
‘Explain these texts now!’ ‘Keep a smile on his face then!’ Then she slapped me hard