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After the Sunset
Daniel had been looking for Alex all over the property. It was a big compound with a condominium building, a busy parking lot and a big valley spreading next to it to the south. Everywhere else there were city roads. The sunset was near and he was running out of time.
He suddenly saw Scooby on the fence between the parking lot and the valley.
"Hey, Scooby!" He yelled.
Scooby turned. "What's up, Daniel?"
"Have you seen Alex? I have been looking for her all over the place!"
Scooby replied "no, I have not seen her."
"Can you please tell her that I am looking for her if you see her? Please?" Daniel knew Scooby would not be too happy about this, given all that had happened between Daniel and Alex in the past.
"I don't know if she will want to see you..." Scooby said.
"Daniel! Come here! You are late!" Daniel's mom called from the condominium door.
Daniel bit his lip, looked at Scooby pleadingly, but said nothing and turned around. He walked towards his mom and they both disappear through th
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Porridge with Grandma
When I woke up today, my mom was making the usual porridge for Grandma. Grandma had been dead for 5 years, but she still wanted her porridge ready for breakfast; not too hot, with some raisins to give it texture.  
"When I die, I will not make you make me porridge. You'll have enough with Grandma's," my mom has said a few times.
I walked in the kitchen and greeted both Grandma and mom, then grabbed my customary seat to the left of Grandma.
"Grandma, how's the afterlife today?" I asked.
As always, my Grandma shook her head.
"You will never learn, will you? The afterlife is just seeing your porridge in front of you for breakfast and not being able to taste it," she said while putting porridge in her mouth. "Everything else is exactly the same."
"I know, Grandma, I am just joking," I got up and kissed her, then continue eating.
After breakfast, I went to school. It was a very normal day at school. We did Math on first period and I got the Math test back from last week. I did great an
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The Painter
The painter said, you need
More perspective,
Here, it is
Too flat. You need some
Contrast to bring this to life.
She said, put the canvas
Here, use the brush
Like so, then
Take the knife. Make some
Small quick stabs,
Spread the color.
This is an abstract
Painting. No? Looks that way.
Saturate this corner bright,
Make this other dark,
Have them fight
It out in the middle,
Here.
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Half a Bottle
Just like you need someone to be there sometimes,
Sometimes I need someone to be there at times.
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On nights like these
we like to call ourselves stargrazers,
deep sky tourists.
We head up to the headland,
where heaven grafts itself to earth,
stitching the breeze between
our cheekbones, our fingertips.
Below, the sea stretches out
with an endless hush. You tell me
we'll sit in the rift
of the tide's smile to keep in touch
with the muchness of being
and believing. But seeing
beyond that pale of blacklight
is another matter. You have a map,
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     Our sky is like cats' eyes
     kaleidoscoping along a wide road,
     a highway of air and neverending
     distance, with stars that sink deep
     into tar - or maybe sheets - like sleep.
     Think of travelling by car, you say. Of
     flying then falling.
My stars
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