A few things I have sitting on my desk in front of my keyboard probably seem ridiculous: six pennies, a wooden die, three Chinese fortunes,…
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We’re at this rendezvous Joining the dark With a dim light Creating and dreaming Imaginations running wild To make shadows on a wall Dance and…
She flipped through pages and pages of photos of a little girl with dancing eyes and a glowing smile. Almost every photo of the girl…
Sometimes I pretend I’m like the man with intrinsic spider powers, Or the one like a bat, Maybe the man of steel, Other times like…