Tag: Baking cookies
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Gray, drab veil blotting out the universe Stars hide in their little pockets of space I think of love and wife and life A wanderlust woman comes railing about a chocolate tragedy Outside the window nature is comatose And maybe in some weird, alternate dimension There are no such things…
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Harold jumped up and ran outside. The screen door slammed behind him as Bruce Springsteen music played from the clouds. The stars, hidden by the grunt of daylight, were there in the pointed universe. He made his way across the warm grass of the yard. He opened the gate on…
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House star fiddling soap emperor cascades down mountain flora searching for a pink heart with someone in it. There’s a black box with insert points, cookies on a chipped plate sitting on a table by a window with paisley curtains. The breeze coming through flops them around like wild flags.…
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