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Chapter Four"Hey Mom. And, um Kyle. It's Jonas. Just wanted to let you know I'll be coming back to Okotoks for Christmas. Not sure if Neil mentioned anything to you or what. Anyways I'll be in town from the 24th until the first."

Before this it hadn't felt real. Every other year I managed to come up with some lame excuse as to why I couldn't go back. It never felt good to ignore them. I just couldn't handle going back there and thinking about everything. I knew I had to prepare myself for the coming days. It wasn't going to be easy. I couldn't figure out what exactly was going to happen though. Would Kyle come over to the ranch house for dinner? Everyon
FortuneListen to the moon breathe
in Chinook waves.
Chapter ThreeMy world felt light and unusual. I looked around and was blinded by the sun. There was no escape. I was transplanted; other worldly and hypnotized. I listened to the wind run through the fields around me. It jumped and fell; collided and danced. It had no destination. It was just existing and free flowing. Wrapping its cool arms around me, I floated on its wings, gliding away from the earth. It began to lift me away when I felt the tug. It started as a small sensation. A light pain at the base of my foot. I wasn't irritated just a little confused. Why was I resisting so much? I had nowhere to be. I could float on this Chinook for as long as I
Nipplesflicking my pink
hard nipple
you explain
nipples are the mountain
tops of boobs.

smirking, I point
to my pierced
nipples. barbell
slices through creating
two more
mountain tops.

my breasts are adorned
with more than mountain
tops.
they host a plentiful
mountain range
of
metal and flesh.
Chapter TwoMy body began to heat up as I rushed out of the cafe. Everyone was staring at me. There wasn't much else that I could have done in that situation. It was a flight or fight response. Typically, flight ends better. I walked to the street corner and turned right. I needed to get the fuck away from that place and never go back. Still, I don't think that waitress should have been so hasty. Ok, ok, barista. Whatever. My point still remains that you can't just charge up behind people and say excuse me when they are clearly busy thinking about things. Which I was. Looking up I realized I had managed to walk myself into a dank alley. Before I could re
Chapter OneIt sort of just sits there. Sits there like it has the right to. And I guess it isn't wrong to sit there. But it bothers me. The small germs that overwhelm its copper face. Money should not be held in an open palm. Skin to metal exchange is not good for your health. And I hate that I work at this bank where I shake hands with people everyday who have been rubbing against money, thumbing the pennies, caressing the loonies and dropping the quarters into parking meters. They come to consult with me about their money. I never told them that their money repulsed me. That wouldn't be very professional. Yet still that penny sits on the coffee table

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When I'm not writing, I'm practicing yoga. This is the backward bend in Half Moon - Padahustasana.
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