breaking down in stories

  • Dec. 30, 2014, 5:59 a.m.
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she had a way about her. the way she was broken down spoke volumes about her person.

she enters the store with a sway. amber tresses swing to the tune of an internal disaster unseen. hips sway to the beat she hears on the radio. in her mind. on the speaker. there is a public method to her madness. seeking some type of confirmation of her fears.

the bright colors are blinding. red. green. blue. each an independent ellipses…

larger than life. she seeks to fill a void contained within the walls. there are a multitude of methods to keep seeking a fulfilling fantasy. walk. step. walk. remember.


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