when summertime azure blues turn a dark navy and the monotonous job ticks a migraine with the second hand on the hazy clock and it’s too hot to barbecue in the ankle high grass, there’s nothing like a thunderstorm to release steam off of blazing blacktop streets and foreheads, watching wet wind gusts after an [...]
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The First Wrinkle
mall escalators, record store aisles, campus pathways… every public area is a catwalk. fashions like musical instruments, i keep thinking i’ve seen them all. i’ve accepted them all and been a part of many. but then i saw three beautiful girls wearing used pants of an obese man… they were gorgeous girls, yet hiding their [...]