During the night, frost has cloaked the earth with its passion-laden kisses.
Someone told me that even sea slugs can learn to write, so here I am, writing my time away.
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The woman said, ' I am a sinking sea slime; slimy, cold, leathery, shapeless. I live in the mud at the bottom of the sea, listening to i...
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My limbs ache, and my whole body feels stiff. I stretch and become aware of the rain pattering against the window. I’ve been so absorbed in...
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Since the weather was beautiful, I decided to enjoy my lunch at a nearby park. As I sipped my hot tea and took small bites of my sandwich, a...