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SaturdayA Poem by carolinalaylaCrammed into a four door black Lexus, we pull off onto the sunny streets of Yorba Linda. Bumping up beats singing out loud, stomachs stirring. W.. |
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MotherA Poem by carolinalaylaI watch my mother as she moves towards the bottle. Her eyes closed as the alcohol puts her in a high. She tilts forward loosing her balance for a .. |
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wear some socks!A Poem by carolinalaylaWith her childlike laughter trailing off she tells me that all the cool kids aren't wearing socks with their Vans. I chuckle, you can't be serious!.. |
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