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Jurassic BoxGeoffrey had always had inverted psychological tendencies. Lately, he had been dreaming of boxes. Not just ordinary cardboard boxes, but boxes with wings and fangs and eerily distorted voices that called to him from the dark alleyways of his mind as he slept. As soon as he closed his eyes they would torment him, fly screeching at him and batter his face with their blue-gray raven wings and scoop him up in pelican mouths down, down deep into the black emptiness of their emotionless innards. In the murky light before dawn he would awake and lie trembling, each willow branch that brushed across the window a blue-Jurassic Box
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Kurt CobainKurt Cobain sat uncomfortably upright in the high-backed oak chair that had once belonged to his grandmother and stared at his own face in the vanity mirror. It unnerved him to think that it was a face that anyone who knew anything about music would recognize. After all, the last thing he had wanted to be was famous. It’s funny how often that happens to people, that the thing that they want the least is the thing that they get. Music shouldn’t revolve around popularity anyway, he thought to himself. I wrote those songs for me. That’s how all writers should be. They sKurt Cobain
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Paper Crane GirlUnfold sails with a thousand furls And hang one for that paper crane girl. She comes in a thousand colors One for every wish She comes in a thousand colors And today’s is up to her. Paper crane girl Floats just above the surface One wave and she’s under. Paper cut wings folded at her sides Bring out the venom where Her eyes should be. Paper crane girl looks so simple But unfold her and the creases stick. Unfold sails with a thousand furls And hang one for that paper crane girl Reach into the jar and Take out your color So she might havePaper Crane Girl
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Lupine ChildYou are a lupine child, through and through, blue snow reflecting just behind your eyes. With a gruff voice like gunpowder you howl the moon a mournful melody. You are a lupine child through and through, stale lemon and spices chasing your heels, And you, always chasing the sun. You are a lupine child dancing with your puppy feet, coat still spiky and new.Lupine Child
You are a lupine child through and through, winds of an age caught up in your breath And dewdrops on your tongue. With a gruff voice like gunpowder you howl the moon a mournful melody But she does not understand, knits her w
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