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Flashback – Spaghetti Man
I used to call him Spaghetti Man. It sounds so silly, but I was only a kid. I couldn’t express what I was seeing, and so, he became Spaghetti Man. He was there every night, when I closed my eyes. I’d pray to dream of something else, holding my teddy bear tightly and wishing for…
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The Bullet
I told you that I had left New York for good, but I told you a lot of things. I’m not a liar, I just don’t keep up with the future, and so I really never meant to make it back here, and I really thought that I had moved past this, but here we…
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Flashback – Spaghetti Man
I used to call him Spaghetti Man. It sounds so silly, but I was only a kid. I couldn’t express what I was seeing, and so, he became Spaghetti Man. He was there every night, when I closed my eyes. I’d pray to dream of something else, holding my teddy bear tightly and wishing for…
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Host
I just wanted to host it at my house.I always do, because my house is big,and my oven feels even bigger.When I clean it, it’s like cave diving,so I was confident that I could cook a goose,turkey or a whole hen house of chickens,but everyone else had a Dickens of an idea and decided that…
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The Music Goes Around and Around
People will praise you with words they could not part with in the days you breathed,their breath, catching in their throats,chaotic crying becomes heartfelt reminiscing,and then, back again. Grief, goes around and around, like a fairground ride or a repetitive pop song,spreading like a sweet sickness,because it feels good to cry. You will grow,shooting from…
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Sincerely, Jennifer x 