Internship

The last bell rings. You watch them pass by, wordlessly, sharing in something more than their cerebral spinal fluid. You envy their silent solidarity.

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Shoebox

Sometimes the most challenging part of my day is fitting my thoughts into a shoebox by the closet before I fall asleep. You don’t start thinking until your shoes are on, Ms. Crawford, my sixth-grade gym teacher, would say. She would complain to us when Richie wore flip-flops to class. “Weren’t you in class last … Continue reading Shoebox

Awkward Fridays

Where the days of the week elongate And every hour seems a solar system away Creeping closer every interplanetary minute and Star citizens remind you by the hour how Wandering minds never dream in numbers Get ready for the illusion to reform and Take over your mind while you're writing  Away the words you were told … Continue reading Awkward Fridays