anikinearthwalker via pexels
memories, their mauled and mangled skeletons, they litter and flood your home; filling up and...
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You are in a Dream. Fiction. Based on a true grounding practice.
You yourself are the gnarled trunk of a tree, leaning towards the manmade river’s call,...
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“Cucumber and Tomato Salad” Fiction. Based on a True Feeling of Homesickness
The cucumber just tastes of a Georgia summer. You chew on the visceral memories, feeling...
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