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walking down a frozen path...

My window is stupidly narrow. Whenever I smoked and couldn’t muster the twenty seconds it takes to clear my ashtray, the wind would spurt through; like an arrow through the arrowslit...

journalistic creative piece on delaney

sorry.......................

we have the capacity to fathom.

draft of visiting family members

can you even fall out of love?

she's rich...................

a poem about art block

I celebrate my tests instead of my smiles

outside a home, darkness swallowed the world whole.

the story of two girls and unlikely love, even when winter is the coldest