Walking With Demons
And attempting to stay dry.
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Are there no ends to the tricks you can make words perform?
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Friday, April 1, 2011
Sadness and anger don't mix well. Or maybe they mix too well. I'm just here, feeling like I should be crying, but my eyes are too damn dry and I can't remember what that feels like, to have the calming wetness of called-for tears.
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