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Small Plates
It was an unusually cold and blustery day for Los Angeles. He was standing on the sidewalk yelling at passing traffic when she saw him, his burnt umber scarf flailing, like frenzied fists, in the mid-evening air. Clenching and un-clenching her jaw, she walked up to him and smiled. “Hello Chip, been a while.” “Hey…
Lyca
I thought we were only playing a gameA secret clubA passing wishFor closeness between friends The rules seemed so easy to follow at firstMaking them up as we wentOnly once we started playingI realized there was no way for it to end Whose turn is it?Is it my time?Tell me your story, and I’ll tell…
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Hi, I’m Lorisa.
When one is immersed in a particular experience it is on-going, changing and evolving into living, breathing moments.
When something ends you are able to reflect on it, categorize it’s relevance, and inhale it’s true meaning.
Just trying to capture moments.
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