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Write a poem/story using all five senses – 5 min. They didn’t tell me how the gas would smell as we ran through the maze. That tangy, nasty bitter bite that whooshed all around us in the humid air on our skin. I tried to be cool, but cool thought I was awkward and...

Searching

I went searching for my sex As if it weren’t always with me Foolish girl First in tight clothes I saw it in a boy’s eyes Heard it in taunts laced with adolescent wishes I went searching for it Then I thought despite the clandestine guilt one can only find...

Without A Story

I was born without a story. Well, according to them I was. The girls saw prey. Saw me, and decided to feast. They said I had no story, and therefore was fit for devouring. I was an outsider, and I was content. But then someone told me to come in, but her voice smelled...

Grandma’s Way Pt 3

  I practically floated home on the strange idea, or hope rather, that I would somehow be whisked into her window to the kitchen table, where magic would ensue. I would sit there like a seven-year-old, and my legs would swing from the chair as Grandma would make...

That Fire

  You got that fire I can’t even breathe It’s that good burn pushing Pulling fire out of me Let’s push back Hot flash Iron strike That sharpening bite And out of nowhere Beauty is in the air All because you came without fear The room temp...