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A Poem by Ees
I think thatwhat I like about youis the way that Ilike youand the way that you like mebackThe way that Icanbury my head into yourchestand not feel at ..
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A Poem by Ees
Ahh, sweet, mushy faced
moody boy,
drugged boy.
sliding into-
no-
nodding out on the
stool.
ahhh, you.
I wake you,
poke you,
ruffle yo..
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A Poem by Ees
Ashes- Cigarette butts and coffee grounds gather and collect then are tossed and replenished- a never-ending supply in this, our palatial estate.Ashes..
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A Story by Ees
The Skellys, my mother's side know how to celebrate properly. There are a lot of us and we are close. We don't fight. I am the youngest, but even in ..
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A Story by Ees
Truth.
Should I go through and change the names, do you think? If anybody happened across this, they would know instantly what people I was speaking ..
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A Story by Ees
How this Wednesday before Thanksgiving will go down.
Or the story of a holiday weekend in a small town...
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A Poem by Ees
Heat risingrolling towards my headto reach a tipping pointand a prickly chill slidesdown my back.I don't feelvery wellwhile I sit hereall alone.and I ..
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A Book by Ees
I am not sure where this book is exactly going yet, but I think it's about the round about ways that people live and grow up.
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A Chapter by Ees
The call came in from a strange number. The area code wasn't one that I was familiar with, so I let it go to voice mail. When the same number came in..
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A Chapter by Ees
Continuation of the phone call.
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