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the edge of something greater

He asked me if i was taking pictures of the backpack trail… “Yes,” i said, scanning the map. He studied something inside the posting board…where maps, rules and regulations, and various other government printed fodder suffocated, unable to breathe the … Continue reading

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the pink icing got me

the pink icing got me. really. if it had not been for the pink icing, i would have been good. isn’t it always like that? you’re doing just fine and then some pink icing shows up on a brownie cake … Continue reading

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