August 2008
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FOR GRACE, AFTER THE PARTY
You do not always know what I am feeling.
Last night in the warm spring air while I was
blazing my tirade against someone who doesn't
interest
me, it was love for you that set me
afire,
and isn't it odd? for in rooms full of
strangers my most tender feelings
writhe and
bear the fruit of screaming. Put out your hand,
isn't there
an...
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eggleston's journal
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SORRY, BUT IT WAS BEAUTIFUL
Sorry I took your money and burned it but it looked like the world falling apart when it crackled and burned. So I think it was worth it after all you can’t see the world fall apart every day.
- Andrew Vecchione (6th Grade)
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bunker hill, los angeles
The lost neighborhood of Bunker Hill, in Los Angeles, CA.