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MY WRITING
When They're Down (Colorized)
Debbie’s gum swelled like an anemone, pink and spongey to the touch. Countless nights of feasting on leftover waffles, home fries and...
The Lonely Tabernacle
Mississippi air wafted through the open window, along with the sunlight that dappled my exposed feet. Mother left it open hours ago...
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