Old Person
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both stem and petalA Story by Old PersonEverything is such a sacrifice. I am forever kneeling before the shrine of greatness on top of which my big Other torments and insults me. I seek part.. |
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u make me nervousA Poem by Old Personcan’t believe you walk around the world looking like thata founding father. your eyes are like regular eyes with an iPhone reflecting in them.bl.. |
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Distractions at the crisis hotline centerA Poem by Old PersonI don’t sit right like food on redbull on aleve. People chat in my eyes looking for answers to nervous maps. Their questions come out in the f.. |
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Day in LifeA Poem by Old PersonI. Oatmeal Adulthood has returned to me the privilege of breakfast Oats fall dry and silent into my blue bowl like the slender red arm soaring .. |