February 2012
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Anonymous asked: Han Shot First.
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This Crumpled Town
Last night, I dreamt of running away, abandoning this paper town, with its paper people, full of their shredded paper hopes, I had the most beautiful dream, that I ran away from it all, and I never looked back. This town, oh how I’ve grown so tired and bored of the same old street lamps that flicker as I pass underneath, or the dimly lit bars, serving the regulars their watered down...
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Under the Oak Giant
He was a sight to see, standing there with his tattered sleeve blowing ever so slightly in the winter breeze. And he knew I was watching him, from the tree where our lunch and books lay, those beautiful lines of Whitman he read to me, balancing on the naked roots of the oak giant. I knew he saw me once or twice, but there was something mysterious about this one, he was like a well kept secret, a...
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If I Were a Star
It hurts when you realize the people that you love have changed, or perhaps it’s you that has become someone different, almost a complete stranger to yourself. But that is what happens in life, things change, and you can either dwell on the past, like staring at a tattered photograph, tears welling up in your distant eyes, wondering if you could pin-point the exact moment things began to...
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Please help!
Alright, so, I’m an 8th grade Reading/Language Arts teacher and I need some YA Lit book suggestions to expand my classroom library!
I’m just so used to obsessing over the classics, which is far too advanced for most of them, or out of their interest range.
We are reading Hunger Games as a class, which is going so well, and I’ve been recently addicted to everything John Green,...
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The Greedy Skies
Death, what a strange concept to be breathing, walking, loving, and the next minute, you are a fading memory in the tired minds of forgotten friends and abandoned lovers. And on this final day before we put you to rest six feet under, while the worms feast on your flesh, we are expected to give words of praise, adoration, and lines like, “heaven is lucky to have you,” but I’m not...
