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Today she fell into a permanent sleep. Yesterday he found her ring on a book of sonnets. One month ago he was accepted. She cried alone. Two months ago he shaped a crescent moon with his teeth             She sunk her … Continue reading

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Did you get here on a time machine?

because you remember Annie Reyes and Kayla Jens, the girls you had your first sleepover with and “1 spoonful of maple syrup” from the first apple pie recipe you followed all by yourself and vanilla custard-colored lines on the scarlet … Continue reading

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