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"They held me and told me everything would be fine, that sadness would rise from our bones and evaporate in sunlight, the way that morning fog burned off the river in summer."- Shane Jones, Light Boxes
yourliltingeffects asked:
I wrote a poem-story about porpoises do you want to read it.
mattfractionblog Answer:
no
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Eureka Seven AO OST - Anma Maman
I just want to time travel to this or get buried in a snowstorm or something
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I’m nearly finished writing a one-shot with five shorts in it called Weird Rooms. I believe in the stories I’m writing for it and can hopefully use this to let some editors know that I exist.
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