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the birds stay away from us
they keep a general distance,
and stare at us with eyes of fear.
for they know what we do to our children.
they keep a general distance,
and stare at us with eyes of fear.
for they know what we do to our children.
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FFM 2018, July 28 - Dybbuk
I'm writing this as a warning to everyone: if a relative or a loved one, especially one you haven't been close with for a long time or who lives far away suddenly contacts you and wants to talk about Dybbukism, do not talk to them!! Do not meet them, do not return their calls or messages. Block them everywhere, and forget they ever existed. Even if it's your own sister.
Consider my story a warning example. Everything I write here is true.
My sister, let's call her Ann (not her real name) and me were never close growing up: she was ten years older than me, and by the time I started school she had already moved away from home. But we kept in
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FFM 30 - Shapeshifter
First, it was a magic carpet, and then an invisibility cloak. Other times it was a blindfold, cape, tablecloth, blanket, leash, waterfall, or river. Sometimes (secretly) it was a whip; powerful, vicious.
At a glance, it was a simple blue scarf and that's what Lola liked about it. Its potential was limitless, just like hers.
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A Dishonest Misunderstanding
"It's here, it's here!" I shouted excitedly, running back to the living room with my parcel clutched tightly in my hands to search frantically for a pair of scissors. My parents had promised me a smartphone for my birthday if I was good, after years of wanting one, and years of being the only kid without one, and I'd been as good as gold all year. Better than I'd ever been. My birthday had come and gone two weeks ago with nothing, but they'd promised it was in the mail, and sure enough here was a phone-sized parcel with my name on it!
Finding the scissors, I tore into the packaging with fervour and swiftly uncovered...a fisher-price smartpho
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Short poem I thought up while watching a grackle in a park yesterday.
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This is creepy. Good job.