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construction

Construction. Your least favorite season in Michigan, if you live here. Highways turn bright orange and neon yellow with workers, and despite telling you to slow down, cars still speed by. Either that or they stop completely and traffic is backed up from the Mackinaw Bridge to inner city Detroit. Orange barrels, annoyed people. It’s the worst part of summer.

» Posted By Jenna On 06.13.2018 @ 1:26 pm

pan

pan like peter pan? Or like frying pan? I don’t know but either way I have a certain disdain for three letter words. They remind me of a jar full of only pennies.

» Posted By Jenna On 06.13.2017 @ 2:59 pm

moving

You moved here and he never could he will never leave texas he will be swirling around the flat highways on his bicycle and i will be walking through midtown in a tight black coat timelines and lots of lines turned and erased and decided i think it was never going to happen

» Posted By jenna On 12.23.2016 @ 8:05 am

portal

This is where I want to go into. It will take me away from all of the stress to a new land. An amazing place where I don’t have to think of anything. After I step through the portal I will be free. I will never hurt again. Nothing will stop me. Nothing.

» Posted By Jenna On 01.21.2016 @ 8:19 pm

pumpkin

orange, round, bumpy, halloween, carve, light, decorations,

» Posted By Jenna On 11.30.2015 @ 6:47 am

honorable

When a man stands up for his beliefs. A military veteran. Those who give to the poor. A teenager helping an old lady at a cross-walk. College graduates. Fathers who support their family. Those who love with everything they have. Single mothers.

» Posted By Jenna On 08.30.2015 @ 1:08 am

foreign

I have this feeling in my gut that I shouldn’t be here. I’ve never really had this feeling before now. I don’t really know what to do about it. Maybe ill just go with it and see where it takes me.

» Posted By jenna On 08.02.2015 @ 10:29 am

dual

I don’t know what I’m feeling right now. I’ve never felt like this before. Its like one part of my mind is leading me one way and the other part is leading me another. Its like I have dual personalities and I don’t know what to make of it.

» Posted By jenna On 08.01.2015 @ 11:36 am

oak

Sitting underneath the oak was a favourite spot of ours. Many secrets were told underneath there as it felt like a safe place to tell all. Except for Tommy, he never spoke a word.

» Posted By Jenna On 09.18.2014 @ 10:23 am

humid

Humid is very hot it can be a rainy day and be very humid out at the same time.

» Posted By jenna On 09.09.2014 @ 7:29 am

charity

My mother always gave to charity. Like clockwork, she donated to the Red Cross, to UNICEF…to any suicide prevention center she could find. My brother’s allowance went straight to those centers, now that he wasn’t alive to receive it.

Sometimes I gave them my allowance, too.

» Posted By Jenna On 08.30.2014 @ 10:57 pm

delighted

“Oh, I would be delighted to help!” Clarice said. Rita wondered if she knew how insincere she really sounded.

“Great,” Rita said. “Here, take this. Sweep all the clippings into the trash.”

“Sure thing!”

Rita scowled. Spending the summer working in her mother’s salon was proving insufferable.

» Posted By Jenna On 07.15.2014 @ 9:54 pm

frazzled

On the day his child was to be born, Aldrich was more frazzled than Bernadette had ever seen him. He had spent all day laboring under a sweltering sun, but that didn’t stop him from smiling and scurrying around the house in nervous yet excited anticipation.

» Posted By Jenna On 07.14.2014 @ 7:35 pm

earrings

Cyra rarely wore earrings or other jewelry, but that day she all but glittered in borrowed finery. It was a rare day; a day where they could forget the troubles in the city and make merry. Friends, family, everyone had come to celebrate.

» Posted By Jenna On 07.13.2014 @ 5:23 pm

violet

The violets filled my mother’s garden with their soft fragrance, and pairing with the sticky-sweet reek of rotting rose petals it was overwhelming. She hadn’t been out to tend her beloved plants in who knew how long, and it showed. Just about everything was half-wilted, it seemed, and a thick blanket of dead leaves and decaying petals coated the withered grass.

» Posted By Jenna On 07.12.2014 @ 2:35 pm

translucent

Her skin was nearly translucent. I could see pale blue veins beneath it, pulsing slightly as her blood flowed through them. She seemed ethereal; wispy, as if she might be blown away at any second. Her hair was brittle and white–not grey, but the stark white of the elderly, with just a hint of a yellow that reminded me of pus.

» Posted By Jenna On 07.11.2014 @ 9:08 pm

billiards

The pool table was in the most inconvienint corner of the poorly lit bar: next to the exit door leading to the smokers patio. As I sat on my torn faux leather barstool, leaning slightly into the brick wall behind me, I watched him line up a shot and miss the cue ball completely. I sipped more ciroc out of my straw, bored.

» Posted By Jenna On 06.17.2014 @ 3:08 pm

demonstrate

The women stood at the front of the class, condom and phallic object at the ready.
We exchanged a loaded glance before breaking out into laughter so loud it could wake the dead possum we buried in the school football field.
That’s when I knew she was the one.

» Posted By Jenna On 02.16.2014 @ 6:49 pm

crossfire

Alex advanced cautiously, her arms raising over her head. There was only one way her involvement could count, and it included walking into the crossfire and venturing forward with no regard for her own life and danger. She continued.

» Posted By Jenna On 12.29.2013 @ 4:45 pm

commissioned

told to go out and missionary, or maybe to go into the army? I think it means to go do something good for others, and to be very generous. this is all I know about this subject but at least I tried. sorry. got to go, bye!

» Posted By Jenna On 12.17.2013 @ 10:58 am

barricade

to cave in, a barrier

» Posted By Jenna On 11.11.2013 @ 1:22 pm

tousled

tousled, she held her blouse in one hand, swiss army knife in the other,
feeling like a mouse but emanating tiger
she walked down the road with angels on all sides, her
secret smile was hard to read.

» Posted By Jenna On 09.25.2013 @ 9:31 am

The sheets around me bound my feet as if asking me to stay by your side. I turned to look you in the eyes through my hair that always went this way and that. Your bare chest breathed deeply as I gazed, your hair lied perfectly against your cheek. Happiness swelled in the depths of my heart and I leaned in and kissed your collarbone.

» Posted By Jenna On 09.25.2013 @ 9:17 am

stilts

Stilts were a funny sort of thing, don’t you think? People wore them to make them look freakishly tall; abnormal, yet people spend most of their lives conforming to society–to become normal. The world we lived in was so strange. But it had its share of beautiful moments.

» Posted By Jenna On 06.23.2013 @ 7:40 pm

casting

These chairs are cold. The walls are cold. Nothing about this place warms my spirit. And yet I sit here. Tapping my pen on my notebook. Waiting for my name to be called. I’ll rise and enter with grace. It’ll be the best performance of my life.

» Posted By Jenna On 05.22.2013 @ 11:02 am

Tapping and scratching and waiting. Sitting in that room with the stark white walls and the sniffles and yawns every now and then. All gripping our scripts. Waiting for our names to be calling. Nervous as hell.

» Posted By Jenna On 05.22.2013 @ 9:29 am

manhattan

Manhattan is in New York City. Lots of people live and visit Manhattan. It is a beautiful place. I want to vistit Manhattan sometime.

» Posted By Jenna On 05.16.2013 @ 12:02 pm

Manhattan is a place. You can live there,Lots of people live there. It is in France. There is a movie with that setting. Its a beautiful place lots of people go there.

» Posted By Jenna On 05.16.2013 @ 11:57 am

branch

There was a branch just sitting there, fallen like a dead body killed in a gunfight. I looked at it and it seemed to stare back at me, helpless. I picked it up and twirled it in my hands, not thinking about what I was doing. I did it so halfheartedly, it swung back and scratched my arm. I swore and threw it on the ground, cursing it. Then I realized I was just like that branch. Broken, cold and alone.
I left that branch just lying there, though, even though I knew it was my companion. I wandered away in the rain and never looked back. I had my own problems to deal with; I shouldn’t have to fix the branch as well. I had to fix myself first.

» Posted By Jenna On 04.13.2013 @ 4:48 am

There was a branch just sitting there, fallen like a dead body killed in a gunfight. I looked at it and it seemed to stare back at me, helpless. I picked it up and twirled it in my hands, not thinking about what I was doing. I did it so halfheartedly, it swung back and scratched my arm. I swore and threw it on the ground, cursing it. THen I realized I was just like that branch. Broken, cold and alone.

» Posted By Jenna On 04.13.2013 @ 4:47 am

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