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Author Archives: davies326

Journal #6 Prompt 3

I am like a friendly greeting. I am like a tightly Spun ball of yarn I am like a door left Ajar I am like a sound night’s Rest I am like a policeman’s first Arrest I am like a newlywed couple’s first Home I am like a sweet goodbye.   Continue reading »

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Journal #5 Cento poem

The sun shall glory, on a March morning, bright and early. The round, turning world. Nights I turn to you to hold me between my finger and my thumb, I dream you into being. The illustration, your anatomy. All of this happening in a time no older than your last heartbeat. Another, and another, until […] Continue reading »

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Journal #4

The cows stand under the trees in the wet grass lifting their necks to pull leaves down. We slow the truck pull over to the side of the road to watch them. How graceful they look how unlike themselves. We get out and lean on the fence The cows don’t seem to notice we are […] Continue reading »

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Journal #3

His voice penetrated my ears, like a needle punctures skin. Sharp, stabbing, speech. I did what I had to, he yelled again. The giant metal cage turned on its side. The seat belt wrapped around his small neck. Her eyes misted over like fog hovers over sea. Her tears tore trails, down her cheeks. You […] Continue reading »

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Journal #2

Bushnell Hall. Belly laughter erupting from across the hall. My foot caches on the door frame and I tumbled down. “People who have positive relations have warm, satisfying, and trusting interactions with others and are capable of empathy and intimacy.” Like a balloon filled with too much air, I am about to pop. All he […] Continue reading »

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Journal #2

Bushnell Hall. Belly laughter erupting from across the hall. My foot caches on the door frame and I tumbled down. “People who have positive relations have warm, satisfying, and trusting interactions with others and are capable of empathy and intimacy.” Like a balloon filled with too much air, I am about to pop. All he […] Continue reading »

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Journal 1

Taste: Vanilla, Honey, Chocolate, crispy, Juicy, Bittersweet, Chalky, Dry, Winter mint, Buttery, Hot, Nutty, Pumpkin, Green Apple, Americano Touch: Fur, yarn, metal, sharp, wet, dough, smooth, bumpy, coarse, satin, wood grain, breeze, hair, scaly, slimy. Smell: Burnt, lavender, honeysuckle, garlic, peony, sweat, skunk, plastic, smokey, powder, tobacco, grease, gasoline, metal, paint Hearing: alarm, snore, laugh, […] Continue reading »

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