You look like your father,
You talk like the rain,
Hands clinched like a slingshot,
All colors, no grain.
Glass on the floor,
Don’t touch it, its hot!
Each day, same as before,
Whether we’re ready or not.
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Never realized Keanu and I had so much in common. twitter.com/biancaxunise/s…
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I'd ❤️ to read a novel inspired by a famous photo series. Like Bruce Davidson's Brooklyn Gang or Ryan McGinley's The Kids Were Alright.
Daughter handed me a paper w/ multiple "pitches" & book covers drawn on post-its. "I don't wanna be a writer, I just wanna help writers." 😂😭
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