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A delightful misery

She had just delighted in seeing two squirrels chasing each other up and down a few trees. She couldn’t help but dwell on what amazing creatures there are. They were free. They were bouncy. And, who didn’t want to live in a bouncy house? She would be so […]

It’s time to wake up

She was staring up at the sky while feeling the tickle of the grass beneath her. She had always assumed that everything looming large in the sky would always remain hidden from the masses. She had assumed it was her secret and her secret alone to keep. She […]

She had been repurposed

As she looked across to the amusement park she was dizzy with anticipation. She was literally humming and she never hummed. She was flushed with adrenaline. Although, it could be the morphine drip she had just been hooked up to. But the bright lights beckoned nonetheless. As she […]

She had survived the osso buco

It was a fantabulous day. Or rather, there was great promise that it would be. And, that was thrilling. Exhilirating. The flowers were proof of that. They weren’t real and that was perfect. Just perfect. An anniversary shouldn’t be marred by something that quickly dies. She never understood […]