Fast food Blues.

I was bouncing down the stairs when his words froze my feet.

Stupid idiot, ungrateful element like you

 

I looked down and saw them, he was tall with a bushy afro and a yellow shirt tucked into red jeans, he reminded me of a pair of pliers, the girl holding his arm with a fear tattooed on her palm fruit yellow face was one of the most beautiful girls in all of Hall one. Continue reading →

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Honey + Glue

I want to sit by my window

Clinging to the fragments of the faded days of you and me

Plucking memories of sepia tone and gold
Of dancing and laughter and whispered promises of forever
Dispersing my pain with each choking sob
Diluting my heart’s bile

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