Our great, wonderful Kristy Webster amazes us again
You go to my head
A writing exercise turned serious
Parting is such sweet sorrow
He had it coming
Everybody's got one
With her Grandday's cap on her head, he is always on her mind
Ruby slipper meets High Heeled Sneaker, with a dash of Cinderella!
Does everyone have their dark side, like the backside of a lover's moon? Do we cry out for justice, at sunrise, to be cleansed by confession at noon? Stephen Stills
As I sat on the bench in the locker room, I mulled over the interaction in my head. A shy smile twitched its way onto my lips as I took pride in the adoration my jacket had won me.
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A blanket of fog...