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tonight, while 5 year old niece performs surgery… (a re-post in honour of her upcoming ninth birthday)

Posted on May 15, 2020 by saynotoclowns

on her owl backpack, “Doctor Vanessa, she does have blood in her wing so she’ll be fine. But there’s no… Read more tonight, while 5 year old niece performs surgery… (a re-post in honour of her upcoming ninth birthday)

5o words

Posted on April 28, 2019August 26, 2019 by saynotoclowns

  Dolefully, she, sitting down, putting her ear buds in, not getting to the end of the song, knowing where… Read more 5o words

(re-posted in honour of the passing of a young friend)

Posted on February 25, 2019May 28, 2019 by saynotoclowns

what a recondite day for a funeral the sky the colour of wind with it’s abstruse way of connecting and… Read more (re-posted in honour of the passing of a young friend)

chapter 51 or something

Posted on December 5, 2018February 11, 2019 by saynotoclowns

He came through the door and she wasn’t surprised. Whenever she was struggling to arrange her alphabet, he would appear.… Read more chapter 51 or something

skein

Posted on July 23, 2018May 15, 2020 by saynotoclowns

And while she was clawing out the sub conscious ponderings on definition a, b or c of her defeated-ness, she… Read more skein

No One is Around, pt 1 of 2

Posted on April 19, 2018March 28, 2019 by saynotoclowns

“Can we just lie here for a moment? She knows what to do and it’s so much easier to make… Read more No One is Around, pt 1 of 2

Safer Ground, pt 2

Posted on April 17, 2018April 27, 2019 by saynotoclowns

no one is around (part one) She didn’t say anything. Why wasn’t she saying anything? But she had. She just… Read more Safer Ground, pt 2

ALP

Posted on February 16, 2018March 13, 2018 by saynotoclowns

So after FFP and I figured out how to share this, because I am a bit share illiterate, and we… Read more ALP

it poemed through your death…

Posted on May 30, 2017March 5, 2018 by saynotoclowns

…the colour from her dream, it drained right through dimensions, the syntax, and the stream. Euphonious not to mourners the… Read more it poemed through your death…

what are the words for mothers’ day?

Posted on May 15, 2017March 27, 2019 by saynotoclowns

ponders myself a day that’s already bled in (365 times Hallmark) to our psyches’ movement through mountained plains perpetual translating of the… Read more what are the words for mothers’ day?

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