There were two high-schoolers sitting right behind me—a guy and a girl. It was clearly a date, and the guy was trying way too hard to seem sophisticated. When the food came out he attempted to describe it as though he were an expert, but merely called it “rich” and “decadent” over and over. When […]

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Summer Rain

She was plain and majestic Dancing in the summer rain Twirling in her damp white dress. Hoping to be free On the third of march I set out to sea Dreaming of the dancing queen Who I saw in That summer rain

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