I've gotten better, I swear.
Honest.


A Description of a StruggleThe sky was so big that you couldn’t possibly see the whole of it, but the boy tried anyway, stretched out on the grass, the last bit of morning dew seeping through his pants, staining them green. It was the same day it always was near the end of spring, where the last bit of winter coolness was burnt away and the dust from the harvest tractors rose to paint the edges of the valley brown. The boy picked individual clouds from the sky and named them. There’s a lion, he said. There’s an octopus. That one….that one looks like one of those carts in the roman movies, you know, the ones the glaA Description of a Struggle
High Voltage

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a hill. a tree. soft green, linen and lace, apples and pearls and a rabbit hole.
it's an alice-in-wonderland hill. the sky is overcast and somehow over-bright. the tree is green and laughing and it is the middle of winter.
wind flicks across the hill, plays, taunts. laughs like the tree but brighter, lighter, angry or sad or bitter or...
a hill. a tree. abandoned railroad tracks. there's a cemetary over the hill. (you don't know how you know that.)
a girl is sitting where there should be none.
SCENE
she is fair and cool and bright like summer s
solitaire
hope you like. [link]
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Not everything you see is really how it be.....
You've a new watcher on your list.
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a boy like me would never be seen fighting for peace.
it looks like you are doing really well with your new camera!
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i am a cheeky grapette
:-D i feel so special.
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xo, hellllooooo there
~kiwi
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~kiwi
I also hope you don't think that was overly critical. I really did like your piece. It's just that I'm making an effort to critique things honestly now and give advice rather then the same old, "nice job
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stock *perfect-mistake
There is no I in Team
~Anne
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stock *perfect-mistake
There is no I in Team
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