On an early Autumn evening, the peach sky blushes as if having been told it is beautiful.
Bitter smoke hangs just out of reach as I become aware of each breath.
Red coals burn hot within the cool stone wall as brazen flames curiously lick the edges.
The sweetness of a slick, biting liquid is welcomed by my tired tongue.
Crisp sparks flick the air, taking up space in the wide silence.
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Alycen Sparrow
{Strong like a mountain and sweet as a meadow} I love to write.
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Alone Among Thousands
She had bought the tickets four months ago. Every day after, Quinn Davis spent time refining the plans in her head: how much for a beverage and merchandise budget, who she would take with her, and of course, her outfit. She had been listening to the headlining rock band, Ripped Stitches, since she was a teenager and couldn't wait to hear the songs that had captivated her during those stormy and uncertain years. Her love of hard rock in high school was also the inspiration for her career choice as a music based therapist. As excited as Quinn was to see her favorite band, she was also super stoked to see the opening local band, Puddle of Blood; their music was explosive and she loved listening to it on her way to work, but she also had a secret crush on their larger than life lead singer, Robbie Kane.
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"I just can't do this anymore..." "Do what?" What can't you do? Put gas in your own car? I swear to God you make me take care of everything, don't you? You know I'm on my way to work right now but that never stops you from bothering me, does it?"
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