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By S-man URL on 05.21.2012
invitation of sound
in need of a presence
By Tony on 05.21.2012
I hate hearing the voices calling out in the evening. Everyone’s mother is standing on the back porch, shouting for them to come home. I loath their togetherness, their happy family structure. I swear no one will ever call out to me like that.
By Astrid URL on 05.21.2012
Calling me away. Away from here. To a beach. Or the tip top of a lighthouse. Overlooking everything. Away from my life. Take me far away. I need to leave everyone behind. Nothing is right here. The future is calling. Calling me away.
By Taylor URL on 05.21.2012
sometimes I hear hear people calling me in my head.
By just582 URL on 05.21.2012
You were calling me everyday, asking how I was. I was calling myself good and well and doing alright and you were repeating those words back to me. Remember when we used to talk about things that weren’t ourselves, or were ourselves, but not those distant ideas of ourselves that we stick adjectives to now, on the phone, when you call?
By gatsbysgreenlight URL on 05.21.2012
i called my mom when i heard my sister yell
By Mrs. Fahed on 05.21.2012
my name is merve I’m from turkey. I studyin english, so do practice english
By merve on 05.21.2012
a division of Identity Crisis, Inc.