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I Saw the War for the First TimeIn America, A girl can be crowned as a princess for her beauty and grace. But others are choosen for blood.
I ran to my father, Mark.
"Helen....what did you daddy show you?" He smiled and gave me boxing gloves and held out his hands. I hit his hands with it.
To fight for her people and daddy and what his father fought, against thoughs who say we are less than they are. Who say we are not equal, beauty and blessing.
"Come on sweetly! harder!" He laughed and I did what he said
"Hehehe...great job!" He softly grabs my hands and said with a soft voice
"Thats what I like, sweet-heart..."
It was the first day of school. I was
Do you know the taste of the universe?One day, when you’re five years old and made out of fractured sunlight and mirror shards, you sit down on the bench of the MAX train. You’re dressed in your winter coat and boots that are too big and one of your parents has pulled your hat too close over your ears.
You’re sitting next to your mother, and on the other side is a man that smells like loneliness, something that you’ll later know as cigarettes and alcohol and homelessness. He’s crying quietly into the top of his jacket and you’re scared to look because you’ve never seen an adult cry.
The train ride goes on for five minutes, which is a lo
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`anmari has been spreading her infectious positivity throughout our community for over 6 years. Throughout this time Ana has been at the core of all things devious, passionately developing an eclectic gallery, helping organise devmeets, participating in chat events and also recently completed dedicating her time as a Community Volunteer. We are absolutely delighted to bestow the Deviousness Award for May 2013 to `anmari, congratulations! Read More