Josue Mata

Ms. Noyce
Creative Writing
15 January 2015
Favorite Prompt
GTP 1
She spins throughBut as Im getting older
At window and at door
For I have only love enough for you
And he flipped and he flapped and he bellowed so loudAnothers. She will be anothers. Like my kisses before.
And yet he thought he saw the scene:
Full of deep blue
Her lips are ridged and fleshy
The cruel and bloody victories of Caesar?
I watched him pass on the autumn-colored sky; beyond him
By a chameleons tuning his skin to it;
I saw the dried blood on his tongue of
White hoofs and brown, snatching the sweaty cap
I was a child and she was a child,
Become your comrade
Oh noble
Of black and white black white black people
An explosion. Im for any other airy
His love is his companion

Let us try to save the babies

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