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September 06, 2010


vivienne blake

This is brilliant - very sad, but very clever. I hope that it is absolutely NOT autobiographical!


I think we may all have some small or large piece of our person that would find agreement with your words. Emotionally impactive as well as very well written.


The Caterpillar Uprising

Well written and a very clever portrayal of people and life!

Nara Malone

I hear you. I always hope I never will hear what people whisper about me. :)


I really, really like this. Your words bring to mind that heavy, dull feeling that rises up from your stomach and fills your throat when you realize that you are the one that others are talking about.




I truly enjoyed this, it's as if for a moment I was listening without you knowing it .... eavesdropping on your thoughts .. is a better way of saying it. This is very original, and the style is refreshingly creative.

Tilly Bud

I think you've hit a nerve with a lot of people here.


I think it's hard not to wonder. Really enjoyed my read.

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