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I didn’t expect Christmas to come crashing down around us, but it happened. Quite literally, in fact. It all started with the town of Burgundy witnessed its giant Christmas tree get struck by lightning during a rather violent storm. As the bark was ripped up like tissue paper, we stared in shock from our windows as the majestic trunk toppled down and strands of light burst in flares as they hit the pavement.
By Belinda Roddie URL on 12.23.2017
hit a wall.. right now i need a million miracles and million spiritual awakenings coming from the dawn of the edge of the earth crashing down to the edge of the sky and the rockets are flying too, somewhere blue and they make it black by turning the blue into blood stained cracks
By Colton Adrian on 12.23.2017
Suzanne crashes parties. When she hears a party going on at a neighbor’s house, she dresses in silks and satins and goes over with a casserole she’s warmed up. Sometimes it’s just family, but she ignores that and stays to eat and socialize. Her idea of socializing is to sit quietly and stare at the neighbor and their guests. Occasionally she burps, occasionally she makes faces of disapproval or outrage. The neighbors have held a meeting and tried to figure out how to stop her party-crashing behavior. The problem is that her casseroles are so damn good.
By Joanna Bressler on 12.23.2017
Chrashing into morning bacon and eggs smeared across my face and running for trains. My only prayer is that everything is as usual and they are running late. Down the stairs to the platform people were walking drowsily as usual, and I tripped and fell forwards a little brushing some of the yolk from the cornr of my mouth on her jacket.
By Flyderkov URL on 12.23.2017
a division of Identity Crisis, Inc.