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Amy is quiet
But she really shines!
Gosh it sure is fun
When her phone is mines!!
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Marathon TrafficLeg-twitchingMarathon Traffic by ~TheShanar
mind-meddling,
anxious for an appointment that started thirty minutes ago:
A stuck in traffic experience.
For the marathoners,
running-fit calves flashing white behind them,
letting us watch movement
while we idle our engines
behind a white lines,
a red light,
and a half hundred runners.
For an appointment that started fifty minutes ago.
FlightfulIt wasn’t as much as a surprise as it should have been, turning into a dragon. But the girl woke up one day, full scaled, and took off into the skies without another word.Flightful by ~TheShanar
Her family looked on. They nodded and went back to their chores as if they knew this would happen their whole lives; as if it wasn’t unusual for young girls to sprout wings during the night. (The only one who mourned was the girl’s young beau, who sulked for a few hours like a boy who lost his puppy.)
It was as it shouldn’t be.
But that was what The Globe was. A mistake, misconduct, a fallen star that never flew. It liked the unbalance in the
A Picnic CrowMy hands held a sandwich, but my eyes held the gaze of a certain feathered fiend.A Picnic Crow by ~TheShanar
He hopped forward, and, thus far, was winning.
I, on the other hand, was loosing badly. My eyes had already begun to water, and it was clear that the blaring sun was not my ally. However, I intended to leave the picnic table with both my pride and my sandwich. I simply refused to lose either to a confident crow with knack for staring contests.
I leaned forward in an attempt to intimidate my adversary.
The crow's seemingly lidless eyes remained fixed on mine. And my sandwich. He cocked his head. Then croaked and hopped closer. His claws did not help th
Triumph 
