Crush

“I promise passion, nothing more,” I said, wrapping my legs around him.

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MB57

I’m not a big party person, yet here I sit in the parking lot of a big party on the passenger side of my truck with the door open, waiting. I went inside and said hello to the woman with my face—it was weird, she was dancing and acting human.

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Sometimes

Sometimes I feel like if I write enough stories I can write myself alive. Write myself a life. Right myself for life.

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Broken

I think I like the broken ones best. The ones with scars on their chests, the ones who’ve fallen over board without a life vest, the ones who’ve hit rock bottom and clawed their way back up.

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Study

Do you have a study? Someplace you go to work on words?

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Habits

I look up from my notebook, up at the cursor on my screen, then over, over to the thin stemmed wine glass.

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I do love things

Like exploring the texture of things —I love touching things, touching things and tapping into sensations.

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