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Flying Punctuation

Um. I am not sure what to say. For once, unusually, inexplicably, unwarranted-Ly, weirdly, oddly, strikingly, mashed potatoes-Ly, I am at a loss for words 😉 Advertisements

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Dead Roses

There’s something about dead pretty things, yellowed, old, faded, sad, falling to pieces, to dust. Something, shall we say?, rather friendly… So lets preserve them forever in  black and white lines, never dead cuz it was never alive, contorted, re-interpreted, … Continue reading

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The Barrel Man

Welcome to the Barrel Man, he was waiting outside my door, one teeth chilling too early morning, rolling, and rambling, blocking up the front of the lifts. He had a lot of stuff- only they were probably his friends, I … Continue reading

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