

ExamThe silence is unbearable, filled with rustling papers.Exam
The odd sigh. I want to jump up shout scream anything to break this endless silence. But the blank paper sits there dumb I know I wont answer it even if I could. The clock glares, accusing. I stare back,
insolent.
Alone, in this room full of people,
each absorbed intent on answering questions
irrelevant to life. Fingers of sun beckon through the window.
But I must sit on, til 3:30.


Moonlight SwimThe warm night proved too hot for us So, giggling and whispering, shushing each other, we tumbled down to the pool. Clothes and towels and shoes, abandoned in a glorious tangle on the side. Muffled gasps and squealsMoonlight Swim
broke the quiet night: the water was far colder than the inviting surface expected. But the silky smooth waters calmed us,
soothed us, and we swam in silence, only the cicadas adding gentle percussion. Our bodies split the surface
into a thousand glistening fragments. Seven years bad luck. We clambered out, sw


Four EyesMartin looked around nervously at the crowded classroom. He thought, for a moment, there were no spare seats, but then he saw one. Right at the back, a desk with only one chair. He started to make his way to the seat, but before he had taken two steps, someone tripped him up.Four Eyes
Four eyes! Four eyes! Martins antagonist cried.
The rest of the class soon took up the chant too Four eyes! Four eyes! Four eyes!
Martins eyes began to fill with tears. How could people be so cruel? He put a hand to his face and wiped away the tears.
Aw, Diddums gonna cry then
Michelin Starred Octopus
Devious Comments
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"From my rotting body, flowers shall grow and I am in them and that is eternity."
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xo!
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interested in collaborating?
writer, photographer, painter, whatever(er) -
I'll mix with words with anything you've got.
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Dad doesn't know where the software is for the scanne. Do you by any chance?
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Thank you so much for adding 90 .: Friends :. to your favourites. I'm happy such simple drawing could cause so much warm feelings. Thank you again.
Karolina.
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Flames to dust, lovers to friends... why do all good things come to an end?
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Writing is like prostitution. First you do it for love, and then for a few close friends, and finally for money.
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That's not a crack hole! That's a rat hole! Rat's on crack attack!!
Well you know what they say, People in glass houses sink ships
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