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	<title>Artemis Drifting</title>
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	<description>Just because she tippietoes, doesn't mean she's a creepin'.</description>
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		<title>Bride</title>
		<description><![CDATA[There was a hum
white noise
of human whispers
something she could dismiss
but the sound sighed at her
and she knew it was something more
bigger than herself,
monstrously hushed
by the quick rotation of a fan
quieting, but rushing the voices
ever nearer
She clipped each earring on
and zipped the lace up
along her slender neck
feeling a vulnerability
of which there was no suspect
only her intuition, [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://www.jessicawatson.com/?p=170</link>
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		<title>A sweeter silence.</title>
		<description><![CDATA[I don&#8217;t know how to say this
&#8216;cuz I&#8217;m speechless
I&#8217;m lucky I can even write it
it&#8217;s incredible I can sing it
what you&#8217;ve done to me
no other could ever do
It was always so easy
my words like a waterfall
now I struggle with my river
&#8216;cuz all I wanna do
is spend time with you
every moment on paper
every time I say [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://www.jessicawatson.com/?p=164</link>
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		<title>Better I Swear.</title>
		<description><![CDATA[I&#8217;m smoking another cigarette
just like the five before
my jacket and tie on the floor
if you were still here
I&#8217;d take better care
I swear
when you went away baby
your suitcase just didn&#8217;t have clothes
somewhere under your favorite shirt
you stole my heart
and shut it away
the last I saw of it
it was heading the california way
I can&#8217;t hate you for
this [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://www.jessicawatson.com/?p=162</link>
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		<title>Therapy</title>
		<description><![CDATA[&#8220;I messed up again, didn&#8217;t I?&#8221;
We sat on a grassy island, wrapped by a cold stream.
Keith stretched his legs until his heels almost skimmed the water. &#8220;Yeah, a little.&#8221;
I drew my legs up to my chest, wrapping my arms around my knees. &#8220;I keep taking it out on every one else, and when I&#8217;m not, [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://www.jessicawatson.com/?p=160</link>
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		<title>Pearl.</title>
		<description><![CDATA[Pearl touched her fan to her mouth, allowing each fold to pass over her lips. &#8220;Well, there&#8217;s no helping it then.&#8221;
Jasmine scrunched her fingers into her dress and leveled her gaze forward. &#8220;I wish there was something I could do.&#8221;
The fan snapped shut and touched Pearl&#8217;s throat, her smile indulging. &#8220;I don&#8217;t. This is how [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://www.jessicawatson.com/?p=157</link>
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		<title>Coffin.</title>
		<description><![CDATA[An unsteady light flickered overhead, giving the illusion that the room&#8217;s shadows skirted towards her. Her naked feet were icy cold from the tiled floor. The old radiator was covered in a thick blanket of dust. But it didn&#8217;t stop her from peeling her shirt upward. It joined the lump of her jacket near her [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://www.jessicawatson.com/?p=155</link>
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		<title>Paint</title>
		<description><![CDATA[You think you&#8217;re awfully clever
a jack of all trades
chameleon shaded tongue
hobgoblin fingers that only
pluck heartstrings to the tune
only you want to dance too
I&#8217;m not wise
but I&#8217;m no fool
I know the worst sort of
changelings that there are
steal still beating hearts
because your kind
they aren&#8217;t so picky
they&#8217;ll take the wounded
the lost
the scared
but what scares you the most
is the [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://www.jessicawatson.com/?p=152</link>
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		<title>Fade</title>
		<description><![CDATA[I put a picture away, I fold up a letter. I cry. I know this is natural, that this is healthy. It&#8217;s just something I&#8217;ve never done before. My memories wind into my DNA, using those curving ladders and their sparkling seats as home. I don&#8217;t know how to undo it, to break it apart [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://www.jessicawatson.com/?p=148</link>
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		<title>It&#8217;s Amazing</title>
		<description><![CDATA[She sits on the edge of the table, her toes pointed downward. &#8220;It&#8217;s funny.&#8221; her head rolls back, &#8220;It&#8217;s sad.&#8221; now her tongue is touching her left canine. &#8220;It&#8217;s important.&#8221;
With considerable grace she slides from the table, her heels arching high into the air. &#8220;They hate you for your strength. Your unpredictability. Everything that you [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://www.jessicawatson.com/?p=146</link>
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		<title>Waterfall</title>
		<description><![CDATA[Mary pushed her hands down on Luke&#8217;s head, squeezing her fingertips down in a drum-like rhythm. &#8220;Come on! We&#8217;ve got to get closer, I want to see the fireworks go over the bridge.&#8221;
&#8220;Oof.&#8221; He adjusted his balance and shuffled through the tightly packed audience. &#8220;Quit grabbing my hair.&#8221;
Mary grinned wildly and squeezed her legs until [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://www.jessicawatson.com/?p=139</link>
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