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Poetry

Lucky Room Seven

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Lucky Room Seven

She is on the run. A Bonnie despicably afraid of her Clyde. The backdrop of the departing sun and the unease of the cool wind, tickling her neck, a constant shadow of regret haunting her dreams and becoming a nightmare made flesh. Lucky number seven, the seventh day of the seventh month of the year [...]

Fantasy

Night Bloomer

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Night Bloomer

Leila felt particularly witchy as she donned her favorite dress, bodice tight, her abundance of hair, a myriad of colors, curls loose and tight, and her eyes coated in gold and slashed with kohl. ... Tonight is the night, she whispers to herself. ... Head in the clouds as she races to her destination, her [...]