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amazon
Stolid and tall, drifting ahead of us like the mast on a ship.
dyed
Red and yellow kayaks, like slices of fruit candy, bobbing on the river.
fissures
They work hard to create the impression of a shared reality, even as their hearts splinter.
grousing
We have no solutions, only complaints. But it's reassuring to find people who complain about the same things. The shared noise is heartening.
haunting
The whine of pigeons flapping by my ears.
mutants
Fisherman by the railroad tracks, what will he find? Rubbery fish? Tires that have come alive with fins and scales?
refrigerated
Harried women in a chilly supermarket; they're carefully made-up, their eyes fogged.
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attenuated
In a battle that spans multiple eras and realms, who will win: Plants or zombies?
embracing
The pond is still and lets the sky steal across it. It's a safe place for the sky to settle down a short while. No waves or ripples will chase away the clouds.
fidgety
Goal: To rush to the end of the piece and then dance away from the keyboard.
fretting
One trait I want to avoid as much as possible is fretfulness. I don't want to lie prostrate before my fear and call attention to myself with it.
inexorability
He had the vague hope that if he stopped doing anything, time itself would stop. Instead it's flowing around him and nudging him along, while he struggles to keep his footing.
regenerating
I like community gardens grown in old broken places. A scarred part of the city now bears vegetables and redolent plants.
taste
Enough people say they like something, so then others like it too. And some dislike it just because too many others like it.
