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"About Tricking Jailers" --rewritten
I originally wrote this back in February on my bedroom floor in the Amblett apartment. The ground was all ice, and earlier that day, we had all just walked (slid) down the steep canyon trail to Pillar F… -
The last day of winter.
I lean forward and swing my elbows over the bridge railing. The wind's blowing the wrong way so her cigarette smoke hits my face. I stop breathing and look at her. I used to think that cigarettes were so ugly. Like the … -
the beautiful, complicated damage of art (part 3)
-- i mean to say i’m writing a story. -- "the beautiful girl meets a boy . . ." -- now, let’s not deny this truth any longer: our beginnings are the most wonderful of all things (because butterflie… -
counting and seasons.
It's okay to be sad that spring isn't the same as autumn, but I'll shake my head when you say that the rain clouds are where the bright stars should be. Even if you're right that they don't leave anything left to count e… -
"If I wrote poems about nature"
The door closes.I throw on my hood glare toward the ground hoping some winter-drawing spirit will feel the bitter look I give.But I'm wrong.Run forward draw breath. Through tight lips …
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- Name: Jason
- Country: United States
- State: Idaho
- Metro: Twin Falls
- Birthday: 12/20/1986
- Gender: Male
- Member Since: 12/6/2005
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