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Fumes, or Our Chlorinated DaysWe all reeked of the chemical.Fumes, or Our Chlorinated Days
I don't think I minded.
Since year five I'd been absorbing it, little by little, into my pores. The follicles of my hair were clean and stiff and carried that familiar breath of scent. My brown locks were resilient; they would not be bleached down to straw.
We all reeked of the chemical.
I don't think she minded.
She told me herself; she'd given up her battle with the smell. It was carried on our clothes; it invaded high school lockers. Our routine bath left skin drier by the day.
Give it All, or Our Last RaceLeave your breath behind.Give it All, or Our Last Race
These are your
lungs And these are your arms Push them, These are your legs Push, push Harder
There will be time, soon So soon, so
soon, time to
give in Give up
To the beautiful
sweep of weakness. But now you cannot Will not fall back
Fast and faster Push it, push Hard and harder These legs These arms These lungs
Leave your breath behind.
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War and Fire, or Our Four FeetThe newscast said to stay indoors behind four sturdy walls, while beyond the oak-panel door, invading armies rape the streets. So, four walls, four walls…War and Fire, or Our Four Feet
…are burning! They've
set fire to the buildings the shouts are ringing louder, crack and crackle, whipping flames. Timbers creaking, falling Gunshots Gunshots Shots…
The newscast said to stay indoors I fled the burning building, scrambled, screaming, from the blaze I was caught tight in the embrace of the chaos that had taken the streets
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the tum tum tugger is a curious beast.
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my eyes ache, my heart watches
Hey luv!
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"You're a touch overrated....
You're a lush, and i hate it....."
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my eyes ache, my heart watches
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"You're a touch overrated....
You're a lush, and i hate it....."
i did
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my eyes ache, my heart watches
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