Tag Archives: fantasy

Fashion of today

The fashion of today is a reaction to the past. There was a lady at the pharmacy who seemed so close now to my age, and that just seemed a little weird. You see, her scarf looked a little stylish … Continue reading

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she didn’t

that awful sadness when you realize that the thing you couldn’t understand about her was that you had good parents and she didn’t and that was your right, but it was your privilege too. “Why was she so accepting of … Continue reading

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Tonite

The tree ball is coming!

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I have always wondered…

I hate elitist-ness in anything art, coffee, road accesses, book prices and availability, smartphones and coffee again…

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Tree granny

because in the end we’re all odd plants in granny dressing gowns with too much coffee and tea on our systems and a desire to express how hurt we all felt at not being seen as we really are

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The lady in the red hair

The lady in the red hair (and sometimes brown and sometimes black) laying claim to curls she doesn’t have, a son of a decade and a cup full of bitter twisted pain “cuz I’m arrogant, I’m proud so I’ll make … Continue reading

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Panic. Fear. Worry. Dread.

I feel like I’m a giantly insignificant thing that’s like jelly, instead of being like water, or a proper being, and that I lean forward into the world, no, I lean down, my head is bowed. I feel like panic, … Continue reading

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Mastadons across the sky

Its hard from where I stand now. I used to have so little to ask for from time, I used to feel so little responsibility for the seconds and minutes of my day, I used to feel so old, because … Continue reading

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this or that

“The completeness of the ultimacy of intersectional partiality with compliance and implementation of both autotypes and female agency should make such platforms so complete,  they become redundant.” The sort of incomprehensible statement that seems to define us today…  I suppose … Continue reading

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new girl

The feeling of being almost half-real, where every experience no longer has that continuity of all the years of time that carried a consciousness that somehow streamed, slowly writhing through the world you lived and made inside, leading and flowing … Continue reading

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