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The Time Catchers
I can remember a time before the timelessness came. It’s only been five years, and I’ve been alive twelve. Twelve years, four months, one week, and two days, not that I should be keeping track.
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Firefly Catcher
I’ve never caught a firefly
I guess I’ve never tried,
I wouldn’t want to trap their life
To keep them bottled up inside
But maybe I should get a jar
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The Tale of The Word-Opener
EZRA– Ezra lay sprawled, with his head almost touching the ground, on one of the beanbags that lined one corner of the tightly backed bookshop, searching, upside down, for his favorite book.
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Who Stole the Cookies AND the Cookie Jar?
Alice Edmunds sorted through the papers on her desk. Technically, it was Detective Alice Edmunds, but the title hardly seemed to suit her considering her unorganized, head-in-the-clouds nature.
Loves
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Cracks in an Hourglass
imagine this:
us, walking barefoot through the wreckage of melted roads
the sun carving epitaphs into a sky too scorched for rain. -
Welcome to the New Nostalgia
They say the world was once wider,
measured in scraped knees and firefly nights,
in the space between streetlights,
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Confession
When I think about tomorrow,
I see the calculus test I have not studied for
and the five overdue assignments with long-received
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Before
I miss the days
When we would run through the fields
And swim in the pond all day
Smiling and using kayaks
I miss the nights
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counting
ten tears that escape from the narrow corners of my eyes
flowing down my cheeks and onto my lap where they melt and disappear
even my tears have lost.
nine questions scribbled into a diary late at night
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