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They erupt in my stomach, a great beast belching its smoke and flame in a terrifying display of intimidation; I am overwhelmed. An ocean, a tsunami of delight-crested waves ripple through me, sending me dizzy, reeling, and grasping for thoughts, for the proper reaction. A hot air balloon, floating through the sky, traversing the clouds as puffs of cotton candy, elation, the fleeting hope of a new happiness, the smile that always bubbles to the surface. They've dissipated; I recover myself, smile lingering.

         I died today. It wasn't exactly the most ordinary of deaths; though I guess it also wasn't the most extraordinary, either. I was simply walking along, minding my own business, when I slipped in a puddle of water. ...and fell down a flight of stairs. I wish the janitor had put up a "wet floor sign." I guess I can understand why he didn't, though. Maybe he couldn't find the sign. Or, maybe he didn't even know that the puddle was there. Or he could have just been lazy. Well, either way, I am now dead. Thanks for that. I feel bad for the sixth grader who found me. He was just walking along, minding his own business just like I was,

Jeremy Driggers didn't just love coyotes. He envied them. He wanted to be one, and gradually grew less and less guarded about it. He drew coyotes in his notebooks in class. He watched Warner Bros. cartoons and rooted against The Road Runner. He wrote letters to the editor defending coyotes going through garbage cans in suburbia. Jeremy wasn't very outgoing in or out of class, so no one paid much mind to him or his coyotes. He wore coyote T-shirts to class and even put a tail hole through a pair of pants, but no one asked him about it. At night, rather than socialize, he would lie outside and stare at the sky, obsessing about being a coyote.

i walked everywhere in his shoes

Foolish girl...? Of course, perhaps She let her heart lead Toward a final collapse For just a brief moment That quick pause in time It tasted sweetly better Instead of sourful as lime A dance between lovers Whispered words to the sky Dreams long after midnight Then that breath of goodbye No regrets...? Well maybe, perhaps Yet she will lock that away In a spare corner under wraps

She laid her life out sprawled out like a carpet of red velvet reaching only nineteen miles with fraying yellow tassels as if it were complete but she knew it wasn't and i think she knew that she didn't know but thought what was what all along. ; anywhere down the road everywhere she went wherever she stopped she knew it all along. tickling the back of her brain inside the grooves&shelves was her secret. she already laid it out for everyone to prance on but she didn't know it would hurt so much. when everyone saw it. she disguised herself; mediocre. i think she knew it was on purpose. she slunk her life around and

Hot summer sun beating down on my back Like kisses Unbidden Still, they hold no sway No sway in my sweater Given by him to me Leaves falling like the tears Pumpkins on the porch On the porch, in the winter Icy breath mirrors My snowman's heart No snowflake may touch me No snowflake in the spring When at last he returns A man to the shadow Left in my dreams A partner With real lips to kiss The world renews itself As we renew our love Even when he's gone again I wait for his return For his return, the day it's over The day that he's released No guns will ever touch him As long as he's with me

Once upon a time I thought You had magic inside for me That one smile or kind word Would fill my world with light I craved the moments spent Sharing our deepest dreams Beneath the gentle night sky Ignoring the light of sunrises Somehow those sweet times Slipped away from our hands Like fine sands on the beach Blown away by winter winds

i fell asleep in the arms of death, yet i was told i was still breathing, despite my bleeding throat. - i woke up under- neath my favorite tree at the park where i used to loiter on nights and weekends. - i walked through days i swore i'd soon forget, and memories i don't remember. because i probably never had them to begin with. - and hold me now be- cause i'm so close to the edge and i'm slipping, believe me this time it isn't my fault. i didn't pull the trigger the first time either. - i let life do my talking, and you can still see i'm happy. i was never really sad.