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The DishesShe started out lovely enough, my first baby and the most perfect one in the world at that. She was born with a dark head of hair and a knack for not listening to her mother. Twenty years later, her hair was dark, but short, and she still had a habit of not doing anything I say. Like any decent mother would, I tried to get her to go to college. She was interested enough in high school, but she never did follow through after she graduated. Luckily she didn’t move too far away from home. She knew she couldn’t. Her little brother and I needed her. Except now he was too old to spend time with his family (or as he told us, he had betterThe Dishes
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The CalendarI always got the cheap calendars car companies gave out with thin magnets on the back and every time you opened or shut the refrigerator door, it would fall off. I would just hang it back up, but it annoyed my mother to bits when she was there. She would visit me for dinner sometimes. Her arthritis was getting worse and if she came to my house she didn't have to cook or wash dishes, if I had any. We mostly ate on paper plates and that annoyed her too.The Calendar
She complained that her fingers hurt when she moved them, but she managed to pick up the package of paper plates and shake them at me. "You could have nice dishes, I don't see why y
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Heaven Isn't HeavenThe day that I died was no different from others, a tight necklace around me was bound. Then my heart stopped beating, flickered fleeting, and I was cloaked with a gossamer gown.Heaven Isn't Heaven
At Heaven's gates Peter opened the lock, brought me to gilded bright boulevards. He gave me white wings, large feathered things, and a voice more beautiful than I'd ever heard.
Skipping through clouds, stars stuck in my hair, my breath helped the world to spin. For a moment I was fine without liquor or wine and then I remembered one thing.
Looking down past my feet through th
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Without A Thimblehis friends said he was an angel,Without A Thimble
that the grim reaper and rose on his shoulder
had only marked his body (while everything else about him now marked them).
the Rest said he was no loss, that the grim reaper and rose on his shoulder had branded him as someone who under no circumstances would be worth Their time.
i said i didn't know he had the grim reaper and rose on his shoulder. i said i didn't know his name (but it's now branded somewhere in me and under no circumstances can i find where).
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