Copyright Julia Bydulia
Word Count: 99
Title: 11 Different Ways
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I wish you would stop popping up in my life in the most stupid, aggravating ways. Walking down the street, I’m reminded of you eleven different ways. I pull my scarf tighter around my neck and try to strangle you out of me, but, I can’t even strangle out the cold. The wind whips me left to right and back again. I stare at my shoes, the sidewalk; nothing helps. I wish you could have the decency to leave me alone, but, I should know better than to even think it, shouldn’t I? You and decency never got along.
Wednesday, July 1, 2009
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