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rogues
I need tomorrow off. he repeated. with one hand on each shelf. leaning towards and down, he looked vulture like. intimidating.
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storm
we stood face to face in half light. two fronts waiting out the other to fall. an audience would have noticed leaves turn light side up. my dad told me when leaves refuse to prostrate, expect rain. for me though it was a gesture; a way to say i expect a change. showing my open […]