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Autumn Speaks
To feel your flame fanning my feet. It’s these little moments for which I live. As long as I can do this, it is not so bad that the pages of my calendar have turned to October and the marble floors are a frozen sea. As long as I can do this, let that inevitable cycle go on again and again. ‘Long as I can turn on the heat. Staring into a volcano; getting lost in my thoughts, wishing it didn’t burn to feel you so close. Like the rain, you make me find words in my head very deep. Our chemistry helps me breathe. Here, nothing matters. My Raynaud’s is…
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Memories of Back-to-School
I only hated school twice in my life: the last year of high school and my last year(s) of college — both being absolute chronic cases of senioritis (self-diagnosed). Other than that, I was the nerd who couldn’t wait to put her new pencil to use. That might explain why I wasn’t appointed the cool girl in town. Past tense, okay? But in the end, it worked out just fine for me. The race to be the coolest kid is still a thing, I believe, so I have some back-to-school words of advice for those who feel the pressure: School isn’t a kewwl contest but a learning center! Smart is…
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Unsolved Mysteries
“Maybe it’s all part of a plan” … a plan that is also a mystery to all. Peace and…love, y’all!
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Bedtime Lament
When bedtime comes and you’re dead tired, but you still wish the night was young, and you sit in bed, like, WTF? Where did the day go?
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Music Notes
You’re like a catchy, old tune; I think I need another hook.
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Mastered Exposure
When you’ve got everyone’s back and your own remains in the open, remember that you’re like a weathered rock; broken, but still solid.
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I think I’ll Just Hide
Do you think life will find me here? Ever so overwhelming…
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Kiss of the Devil
And this is a Carolina Reaper, which I mixed with my lipstick just before I kiss you. Come here, darling; won’t you have a taste of your own medicine?
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The Moment
La multitud te aclama: ¡Otra! ¡Otra! Y te quedas ahí, absorbiendo todo. Las miradas. El cariño. Los aplausos—hasta aquellos que aplauden solamente por pura borrachera. Eres dueña del momento. The crowd goes wild: One more! One more! And you just stand there, taking it all in (the moment). The gaze. The affection. The applause—even those applauding only out of drunkenness. You own the moment.
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Lady in Hat
The distance our eyes travel…
