Those two movements—lifting her shoulders and then her hips—will be what she remembered the most.
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Is not the literary mind
, in sum , defiant ?
they took their music and the
Feeling that they’d be
seventeen forever
You are alone, trying your best to love yourself, and somehow, it makes you evil. The die has been cast and you are the half who hates herself because you hate not being you.
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26 and two days counting;
Didn’t even have the glory of 27,
Just a halfway thought-out header
That read, “Showed Promise.”
Jackie was confronting an invincible force, but he and his gay brothers were winning just by standing up to them. It was a momentous feeling of liberation.
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Will I forget that, the things I hate? Will I also forget the things I once loved?
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I equate religion
with the smooth circling
of these fish
through recycled waters.