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Being Thirteen
They pretend to know it all, but they don’t.
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I know everything about hate
captures my feelings of competition and jealousy when i attended a stanford event in high school
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Tressington Lounds
A short poem
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Prayer
I couldn’t do your job; I wouldn’t know where to start.
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Embrace that never was.
I tried to paint, honest, i did. I wanted to paint the world for you, but the end result was pathetic and sad, nothing but bloody smears on a dirty window.
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The Tampax Lady (1984)
"Fallen off your bike!" "On the rag!" "Got the painters in!" Encouraged by Trisha, the visiting Tampax lady, the girls were shouting out menstruation related phrases as an icebreaker.
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Roll Up! Roll Up!
Written to my daughter's artwork: http://jessicamccallum.blogspot.com.au/p/exhibit.html
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Coffee Cinquain
Don't Mistake my froth for sweetness - your long
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Washing Up
Hand plunged deep Into foamy, disarrayed, cleanest of all messes. -Fresh, citrusy, lukewarm- Stings her scratched up knuckles. Tired fingers handle thickly cut plates and wooden spoons
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