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�Container� by Fiona Apple

I was screaming into the canyon At the moment of my death. The echo I created Outlasted my last breath. My voice it made an avalanche And buried a man I never knew. And when he died his widowed bride Met your daddy and they made you. I have only one thing to do and that's To be the wave that I am and then Sink back into the ocean. Sink back into the o- Sink back into the ocean. Sink back

From Pen Pal by Sugar Magnolia Wilson

1. Hellooo. How are you? I�ve only just started witchcraft so this letter includes some of my hairs. My two guinea pigs had million dollar babies � two lots of babies. Mum says they have the eyeless ways of newborns. Friday and I�m sitting in the quad under the acacia tree. The bell has rung and I�m waiting for Mum or Dad to pick me up. No one has come. It is strange. Did I tell you? I

"Breathing You In" by David Gregory

From up here it looked as if the harbour�s lungs inhaled the fog in through the headlands; light as breathing, concrete coloured, it set in for the day, giving us each a bubble vision containing what little we know, and out beyond the garden�s edge; all life arrested. There was a fog of the familiar such that I could not see all of the changes underway between you and me. But

Like a Butterfly by Jennifer Compton