We remember you speaking. The yard wasn’t green. The Sun wasn’t yet too large. We wanted to imply nicely that your words weren’t much. We’d seen your last step. So our look, is a look, and a word isn’t said. Now, let us tell you, the sun did go down. We found ourselves a book. In the book were the words you’d been looking for.
-M. Taggart
copyright 2017
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It’s a bike strangly enough
W/0 peddling
There was movement
I walked to the store
It was closed
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..you made me chuckle with this one
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