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She scratched him out and with every drag of the pen she thought of knives and how much pain she felt. The man at the intersection had yelled at her, called her a bitch, because he was afraid. Another set of cuts thin, stinging.

We all wonder about the armor and fortresses built around minds and extended to land and family. She could weep. She knew she was wounded. Eye for eye, it's unsustainable. If every eye were gouged out and every bitch returned in kind...

She went to his house and placed the plate of cookies by the door, rang the bell and ran. She ran from the pain, the misunderstanding, and the death.

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I was persistently waiting
most like a hungry cat
shinny cap vegetative
there was nothing else
flopped around rigidly
not wanting to stay home
kicked at time spitefully
afraid to live alone
my time your time
dripping down periphery
shocking untouched nerves
unwashed parts
the desert calls it barren
how can you top that!