Entries By Joni Boggs

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Her scrunched up eyes exuded a small trickle that was the precedent of a hugh howl. One grubby hand held the ice cream cone without the ice cream, while the small heart shaped lip trembled in anger over the already melted sweet on the hot asphalt.

Posted By Joni Boggs On 02.23.2012 @ 4:57 pm

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She strolled hand in hand with her lover scrutinizing his ski slope nose more than the artwork. Her doubts were like a trap door opening and shutting bringing forbidden thoughts into the corners of her mind.

Posted By Joni Boggs On 02.21.2012 @ 4:54 pm