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Amy Leigh Cutler wrote about the word backpack 1 year, 11 months ago
He said to write about one thing you carry in your backpack. My toothbrush. Usually wrapped in a napkin from whatever restaurant or house I was at last. What does that say about me? I am not sure I care to know. I also carry books. And pens. Whatever. I carry a toothbrush in my [...]
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Amy Leigh Cutler wrote about the word dinosaur 2 years ago
things changed before
mountains and water
everything swallowed
the bones
there was skin once
hard and rough as elephant hide
nothing was too much no teeth too
sharp
eating and sleeping was simple
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Amy Leigh Cutler wrote about the word bandana 2 years ago
we wore the cloth wrapped around our hair and pulled it off to wipe our eyes as we climbed higher and higher. Sweat salt and hot sun bleaching out the red and little black tear drops.
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Amy Leigh Cutler wrote about the word deadbolt 2 years ago
the chains on the door in the factory
the piano keys buried in dust
the small springs and little blue felt parts
we are made so small
so wonderfully
locked in simple secrets-
I love this. You accomplished an abstract idea with concrete imagery. That’s definitely a strong point.
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Amy Leigh Cutler wrote about the word gasoline 2 years, 1 month ago
we are drinking orange juice in the front of the pickup
dad’s pumping gas
and there is an old indian man glaring through
the dirty windshield at us
the straw breaks
and orange juice runs down my
fingers
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Amy Leigh Cutler wrote about the word hysterical 2 years, 1 month ago
had about enough of the purple line running across the screen and the goddamn kids always slamming the door and the neighbors with their chahchchahchcha the music oh sure he talked about working the ice stand but what good is a worker who don’t know how to wear a belt my mother told me we [...]
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Amy Leigh Cutler wrote about the word severe 2 years, 1 month ago
how are you gonna give me the same word two days in a row?
the vitamin bottle smashes in the bathroom
she pulls at her ten page paper like it is taffy
the books we read
the woman with a dirty
raincoat in the bookstore
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