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The Shelby PapersShe handed me the sheaf of papers and walked away. I knew I would never see her again. All I knew about her was her first name. I knew her eyes. Maybe that was why she gave them to me. I looked down at the stack of loose leaf I was holding. The lines were covered in minute handwriting. The letters intrigued me more than the words they created. I held the top sheet of paper closer to my face so I could see the long, thin letters that melted together somewhat. Some of it was cramped and frantic but most of it was acutely spaced and very easy to read. They told rather than wrote. My thoughts congealed as I looked back upThe Shelby Papers
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HibakushaI watched the blood bloom on the gauze. My eyes followed the creeping veins of scarlet as they threaded through pure white. I stared at the branches sprouting off the edge of a thicker, central vein and wondered if the veins bleeding underneath looked like that. I could feel my capillaries throbbing in the pads of my fingers when I touched the almost soaked gauze. "It's about time for a change."Hibakusha
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SonnetFor the Love of the LSD Infected Giraffe LoverSonnet
I see your feet and I can't help but laugh. Your violent glare just makes it all the worse. You fold your arms and your frigid lips purse. "Just make sure we are not found by the staff." I find I am face to face with a tall giraffe. My amusement mounts as it starts to curse. "I want to put that giraffe in a hearse." "But what about the little giraffe calf?"
"The giraffe is madly in love with me." "Maybe I just want to let it be gaunt." "The giraffe died so we must pay a fine." "I just want to make sure that you
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people study 6 with a twistJust seeing all those earrings turned me on. I could feel tight knots of desire coiling low in my abdomen as I studied her face. Pale complexion, vibrant crimson lipstick, all topped off with heavy eye liner framing pale blue eyes. Short dyed black hair. I thought about her body, framed in a tight black tank top and dark skinny jeans. I wondered if she had her nipples pierced. My eyes clung to her calves, imagining how they would look locked at the small of my back. I wanted to grip the bar crossing her cartilage in my teeth and pull it, listening to her moan in my ear. But, I’m still the creepy guy that sits in the corner smpeople study 6 with a twist
by ~spinalSHIVER
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