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Kettle of lifeBlank minds steep knowledge like a kettle that burns and hisses. Steam binds dreams as they slide from the mind dissipating into the shadowsKettle of life
of thought.
Open your mouth pass discourse through thickened thatches of wobbly breath wavering once, then twice then tiptoing away from the truth of being.
by ~februarydreamer
Homeless“Where are the animals?” A little boy curiously asked as he peered into the cage in front of him. I grinned and pointed above my head. “They’re loose!” He shouted and ran to tell his parents. I sighed. It was the umpteenth time this summer that I had stood in the scorching heat pointing out the little orange monkeys that hopped around my head. I worked at the Philadelphia Zoo during the summer between my junior and senior year as an Educational Intern. My job was to educate the patrons about different animals’ behaviors; in particular, I spent a lot of time in PECO Jungle Trek, the Primate Reserve at the Zoo. Most of tHomeless
by ~februarydreamer
Perriwinkle“Ash, who are you talking to?” Jen called to me as I sat in the thick green clover. I turned to look at her and smiled. “I made a new friend today,” I said. “Oh? Who?” “Her name is Periwinkle, and I think she’s sick.” I pointed to the ashen colored tree in front of me. The white bark seemed to shimmer in the summer sun. My sister looked from me to the tree and back again. I stood up and walked over to the sapling. “See? She’s white. Shouldn’t she be brown,” I asked; my worried four year old mind running. I ran my hand over the bark, tracing the cracks in the wood. “Ash, she’s a whitePerriwinkle
by ~februarydreamer
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