Daily Archives: November 17, 2014

Fever (and other white-hot lies)

(a Fib) . Be -lieve her when she says it’s too hot in here; she’s got issues of both blood and ink, too many degrees in both education and stone cold se -para -tion.   .

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Egg Regret

She gets …………………heart ……….burn almost immediately. The pro ……………………………………….-tein is just not worth ….the con. .

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Eggs Over Easy, and Pasty White Toast

. It’s cold outside, and she’s tried everything else in this shivered un -poeming place. There’s no grace left for the grounding (nor grinding) of phrase, these long tum -bled days falling. Hold that pen. Fire up the stove. Crack … Continue reading

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Luc(k)y in Love

… She’s got some ’splaining to do, like why her cheeks go all crimson and her eyes get more blue when he’s around. She’s found herself something lasting – no more gasping for air or holding her breath or staring … Continue reading

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