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Words.......right then and there.
random freewriting.

sniffle. achoo! bless you....how about number a seven. achoo! bless you again! cough. gosh geesh darnit yeah im all right. phew. air conditioning blowing on my face thats no good a bit hot in here not too worry lets work it out. poster at my feet with a baby picture of me. dimples on face bunnies on pink dress. me in a pink dress! funniest news in all these years. solving an equation for it. moving of the grass outside or is it running? mowing of grass its getting a hair cut how cute hollering getting louder down the hall door wide open echoes running in and out woohooo sorry about that pardon me. people walking people bored people stalking sun so bright leaves so green trees of wood oreo cookie dirt yummy ow! geeezz im sorry...yes..yess..yes. im sorry achoo! bless you again. pounding on desk tapping on windowsill. bird pecking at my eye that hurts did somebody throw up in here? dunno. smells really bad in here. glasses sitting on desk where are the eyes that get fixed into them well their looking up at the ceiling so mysterious poster at my feet what did you get for an answer whatever you get its wrong chattering of teeth. ahahahh laughing that was yelling not my students. any other questions sidewalk trampled by humans ants squashed by feet. i am the Queen i killed the Queen of ants. Queen? of ants? how? you're weird. is there even a queen of ants. hmm beats me. grass still getting a haircut smelling like grass grass full of grass. hehe yea ill do that sky so dizzy window reflecting how do you do? yawn. sigh...zero...zero...hair waiving at the air sheets of paper being flipped books being opened and shut. turn the page. can you do that one? whats the magic word. cookies? coffee? noooooo please. puff the magic dog bird who lived in a cave. what in the world was that. minus this world minus these problems minust this breathing stuck in a cubic box caught in dissolusionment managing the box alone. yeah. birds a flying in the polluted air a crashing into windows. beaks crooked. along with crooked crowns. whats all this what does it all mean. i do not know i wont know hell if i know dont you? coffee is good coffee sounds good moms being mean today sam owes me money not sam my sister but sam the uncle sam. she has my eraser. darn her. ggrrr...rawwrrr.. i need it to draw darn her again. buck buck ruff. meow meow moo. my eyes hurt its cool in here i can hear me breathing i can hear me sleeping whats that crying hmm sigh...achoo! bless you once again.
 
written by marilu renteria

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