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Trolls: The gayest movie this year

What does any romantic lesbian couple do on a Friday night? They go to see Dreamworks Trolls the day it comes out, obviously. So, we sat down in our seats, those huge leather seats that recline and have the foot rests and everything. Yes, be jealous. And we leaned back, Trolli gummy worms in hand, […]

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The Good versus the Bad, “To Thee This World is Given”

I received a copy of the novella, To Thee This World is Given, by Khel Milam to give an unbiased review. And let me say, I loved it! Once I picked it up, I couldn’t put it down, easily reading it in one sitting. It takes place in a post-apocalyptic world. But before you flash to images […]

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a fire burns beneath my feet forming black calluses flakes blowing behind as I move forward slowly morphing into ash

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Scent

I catch a scent in the breeze just a short sweet burst and it feels like home it feels like safety

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Between Pages

I live my life like a novel every bad thing is my battle my personal growth every good memory is like a Hallmark movie I roll between the pages knowing my future, pre-determined lies between the spines of these musty pages I live my life like a novel waiting for the final moment, my happy […]

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a writer dedicates themselves to the love of language the written word learning the way words flow parts of speech working together falling into just the right place and the period ends right where the next thought begins a poet is moved by passion desire the flow going against the grain and the power, oh, […]

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I Let it Win

the days circled around me a lump hidden under the plateaus and canyons of sheets puffy waterfalls cascading down the sides as it pitched it’s tent, taking his shoes off, home warming parties blasting through the pitch black night and his flag dug deep into the dry dirt and I let him win. he’s here […]

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The Artist

let me paint a picture for you of the colors and lines dancing across the page nonsense ink blotches and tangled designs masking the face that lies beneath

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Moody Moods

When the sadness settles over me my hand grasps the pen violently scraping holes digging for help the truth and my fingernails collect the gritty dirt as the ink blotches, smudging illegible words

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Exit

the years take their claim rings spiral around a tree trunk layers of dust settle on worn china an owner-less leash hangs by the door forgotten secrets and hidden treasures the ticking of a clock drowning calling as they come, they move towards extinction

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