Last night I woke up in the middle of the night and had to go to the bathroom. Out of the corner of my eye I caught my reflection in the mirror, and I noticed I had feathers almost totally covering me.
I was like seriously freaking out until I realized they came from my pillow. I'd used it to smother an owl.
Monroe Drive Or Boulevard
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It is an Atlanta cliche. Boulevard turns into Monroe Drive because one was
black, and the other white. The white people did not want to live on a
street wi...
Thank You
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Self-Portrait in the window of F.W. Sweny & Co. Ltd, Dispensing Chemists, 1
Lincoln Place, Merrion Square, Bloomsday, June 16, 2018, Dublin My deepest
than...
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Eat yer heart out, Franz Kafka.
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