Tag: Childhood Trauma
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There’s the smell of something sweet coming from the kitchen. Corn dogs. Corn bread. Corn Flakes. Cornmeal. Corn on the cob. Corn chowder. Corn pie. Corn on the moon. Corn in space. Corn of the aliens. It was a hot, burning day. One of those days that feels like one…
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+ Abduction, Aliens, Art class, Art Dreams, Boyfriend, Childhood Trauma, Corn, Ice Cubes, Robots, School+
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Grandmama smoked cigarettes, the smoke swirling as the red-wing black birds she watched fluttered like ruby UFOs in the big yard of summer green, the glass orb on its pedestal surrounded by flowers and a garden of carrots and cabbage and long green beans … the rabbit war machines with…
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CEREAL AFTER SEX 