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Yesterday I met Celia for coffee at our usual place, Heather Blue. Since I'd baked some chocolate chip cookies earlier, I decided to bring some along for her.

As I walked in, the sweet scent of Heather Blue washed over me. I spotted Celia, and joined her. (more)
Right from the start
I believed you
every word you spoke out loud
along with what was left unsaid
if I was wrong to trust you
it's all on me (more)
"Yeah, but I am not you." Cindy told her mother as she lay on her bedroom floor, painting on a small canvas. Another odd alien looking creature. Her art work was interesting. She made art out of tiny words overlaying big eyes, thin limbs, mouth gaping, angry creatures.   (more)