The Angel's Silence 28

This was completely out of character for her.

Shatter .:10: Roadtrip:.

Rubbing the very itchy stitched up, wrapped up wound on my wrist, it's hard to think about how easily Dash had slit my wrist. We’ve driving off towards some small town.

3:50 PM

It's 3:50 p.m. and it's been a rough day, though also full of activities I like, and also ones that move me toward my dreams I'd focus more on that at noon or two,

Choices

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Cherry

A Distant Thunder

The chink of money changing hands...

A Room in Brooklyn

A poem about roommates, thin walls and momentary freedom from noise pollution.
Gold cherry

Brighton Line...a review.

Sheen shines.

THE GIFT

Every now and then something special and entirely unexpected happens that turns out to be a very unique and wonderful gift...
Cherry

Coffee, Black.

Milky latte...

minds.

A declaration of the independence of the mind.

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