The fryer is on,
set to 350 degrees after scrutinizing...

It's the kind of day where building
forts, writing novels, and learning...

Am I but a taste to be savored?
A cacao seed that must be...

Music is anticipating
the moment I reject the...

Have I fogged up my spectacles too often,
not clearly focusing on what I must do...

Tonight, my heart was moved in a way
I hadn't let happen for many days...

You are a person I trust.
Year after year, my memory...

The world outside is inaccessible to her-
index cards plastered onto skin with...

I.
You are an escaped soul...

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i am not punctuation, for punctuation has meaning...

There were never any deaths on those
cold-hearted tiles, but there was a prominent...

It's a bit sad the way she reads books: greeting...