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We are our parents' lissome offshoot, taught to order kindness and grace from others while our centers boil with banned faces. They say to be careful with quiet ones—we shelter pent up rage—but we tend to implode, not explode.

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2020-04-14

Quagga has been practicing her knitting. She’s perfected scarves and leg warmers, but only in dull greys. She for new wool: would do perfectly; she’s sure it matches her coat best. Perhaps Sheep will come to her

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2020-04-11

No Miracle without Suffering

...quarantine got me on lockdown
in a funk—shifting
pounds to my junk-n-the-trunk.
My soul is a from hips
to tips to toes—like a that knows—rages like a wild alley cat in heat—there, I go!✍🏽#vss365

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2020-04-10

It a decade for the broken world to & from the damage caused by the bat virus.
Spinning around in from the other planets, Earth had been saved again.
By the ancient saviours of long ago, history books of 3020 tell.


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2020-04-10

Six paper cranes still hang in his bedroom, curtains parted to let light in. The row of houses on his side of the street haven't lost their apathy, feeling that it's incumbent on them to leave their porch lamps on.

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2020-04-07

In the time of Coronavirus, I my neck to look at you not daring to come closer. Social distancing is tearing me apart I do not want to be so far from the one who holds my heart.

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2020-04-07

Karen dug her heels into the cracked sidewalk as she watched Mama Lucinda buy new red shoes, shiny as chrome. In the dim shop reflection was a little girl who looked just like her. Sunny hair, dark eyes, holed chest.

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2020-04-06

Llama knows it’s all about hair. combs only, if you please, & regular shampooing. None of that muck, dear, only natural organic concoctions. For full effect, maintain a posture while the wind tussles your fab locks

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2020-04-06

Kudu knows he’s his macho reputation, but he can’t stop reading his chic lit novels at evening tea (with the Ouma rusk, of course). Besides, perceptions are changing, & would you just look at that glorious sunset

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2020-04-05

You're no rock, but a multi-faceted jewel with wealth in simply being yourself. I've been practicing seeing myself as bright as I see you, going where the breeze caresses my face—even when no one else is heading that direction.

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2020-04-04

Tell me
What’s wrong
How’d we
End up
In this place
Of no trust
Or is it hate
There is a fine
Line between
Love and hate
Maybe we’re
To close to
The edge of
The earth
Where the
Dying embers
Of love go
Floating out
Into the
Universe seeking
Once again
Loves fate

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2020-04-03

Day 8 of for

Continue the story...

'We were supposed to be the first to set foot here.'

Share a tweet-story below for a chance to win a book (see pinned tweet)

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2020-04-03

All she ever wanted in life
She found in death
Not hers
No
A star never dies
They live on in their lyrics
As long as someone listens
It was the death of kindness and compassion
She had lost those traits
Somewhere along the road to stardom

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2020-04-03

Have you crashed
On the rocks
Or drowned
In tears

Your melancholy
Bark
Long since
Disappeared

But she reaches out
In hope
In light
The ocean's princess
The lover's muse
The Moon's mystic
Poetess
Never to rest
Until you are
Found
Whether crashed
Or drowned

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2020-04-03

Hawk was given a button with a heart on it today, and he’s sure it’s made of It’s precious, anyway, because it symbolizes the day he decided he wasn’t going to be he was Hawk, and he was going to donate blood. And he did.

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2020-04-02