Author: Teresa Sweeney

  These are shallow thoughts, But like a bird with no wings I return for more. That fool’s smile resurrects my heart, A soul screaming for ...

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Caught For Air

  The three of us were in the car. Me in the back, John driving and Harry in the front seat beside him. It had that new car smell mixed with bits...

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That Sort of Lad

  These are shallow thoughts, But like a bird with no wings I return for more. That fool’s smile resurrects my heart, A soul screaming for ...

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Caught For Air

Frank You know how it is when you know someone so well? You know their expressions, their habits. It is like you know what they’ll do next before th...

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Frank

Lies   There are different kinds of lies. Some lies are for ourselves, made to save us time and bother and explanations. Others are made to prote...

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Lies

I have lost the Umph from my words. I lost it somewhere in the space between sending and waiting and waiting and sending. The Umph slipped out my mout...

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Umph