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Ella at The End Of The World – Episode One
Read More of Ella at The End Of The World Well, yes, I suppose it does. How did it begin? With my husband coming home, far earlier than usual from work, and ordering me into the bedroom. Normally, that would be thrilling, but it turns out, he wanted me in the bedroom so I could…
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Satisfied
“Go to bed.” He repeated, aching to look away from the mountain of paperwork on his desk, and hoping she would be pouting down at him. “I won’t tell you again.” He focused his eyes on the documents and tried to ignore the familiar fingers that had found his neck. “I’m not tired.” He kept…
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Star Watching
The earth is still tonight. Gradient sky, so sweet and shy above me, so many shades of blue, dusky and delicate, showing off the stars I never see, because air pollution wants all the attention, but the earth is still tonight, and the stars are here to visit, I remember when I stood by your…
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Monster Mansion
Broken boy, shatters, solitary. Glass gazes, listless loneliness, nightmares nurture, trauma twists. He howls, silently shatters. Cultivating cyanide, for freedom. Glass grieves, cries continuously, shattered son.
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Locals and Pink Fiats
Oh, yes, but of course, for locals and pink fiats, the decade was bare. Barely anything, is required, to relate, when art is so vague. Ten years drag along, swallowing the same slurry, and we will drink more. Maybe it tastes fine, because our taste buds are burned. Fire…
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Sincerely, Jennifer x 