Suddenly, she heard a loud bang, a thump and a scream that caused her to jump from the bed. The hair on the back of her neck stood straight up and her body became one big goosebump.
The secret tugs at my sleeve.A child looking for attention.It is not a big secret.But it is not the only one either.__trength in numbers_ they say.For they are many.Many little things that _ together __eigh tonnes.And take up space.And are quite noisy.The way only a lot of whispers can make noise.And they follow me.Little secretsof omission, desire,and denial.Of indulgence, hedonism,and exploration.Of peeves, passion,and deep-seated fear.Little secretsof despairanddisrepairandprohibited thoroughfare.
Years: a book of tiny poetry
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The secret tugs at my sleeve.A child looking for attention.It is not a big secret.But it is not the only one either.__trength in numbers_ they say.For they are many.Many little things that _ together __eigh tonnes.And take up space.And are quite noisy.The way only a lot of whispers can make noise.And they follow me.Little secretsof omission, desire,and denial.Of indulgence, hedonism,and exploration.Of peeves, passion,and deep-seated fear.Little secretsof despairanddisrepairandprohibited thoroughfare.
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