General Writing

  1. hurricane remembrina.

    And now my mind is clouded with a nostalgic storm-a metaphorical hurricane remembrina.
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  2. To my stolen skateboard.

    It seems like just yesterday that we met, though I know it was over a year ago. I first saw you hanging there at the skate-shop, and I immediately knew that you were the one. Although at first the connection was superficial, as I noticed the curve of your tail-but eventually it grew into something more. We began to go everywhere together- creating, destroying, and sometimes breaking the law. We flowed through this city like a playground, exploring, and making something new each...
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