Wednesday, April 8, 2015

where writing hides


 

v  Writing hides in my grandpa’s hugs

v  Writing hides in my best friends and I’s laughter

v  Writing hides in my neighbor yelling at her dogs and treating them like humans

v  Writing hides in the flames of a fire

v  Writing hides the history of your family

v  Writing hides in the little cuts on your hands

v  Writing hides in graffiti on a wall

v  Writing hides in a ripped up piece of paper

v  Writing hides in forgotten boxes

v  Writing hides in a ticking clock

v  Writing hides in the small flowers peeking out of the grass

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