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Thanks! http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Justice4All/681202/ A womanwaits in linebehind two kidsat the corner 7/11.She watches themtake their candy,get on their bikes,and ride away.She sets her Ramenand box of antacidson the counterand half smilesat the middle-agedhigh school drop out.Without making eye contact,he tells her:“$5.79”She hands him th.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Justice4All/678570/ Truth is likeone of thoselittle toy dogsthat you don’tnoticeuntil it is too lateand you stumble right over it. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Justice4All/676104/ Personification of emotionand complex ideasis a really clichéd practicebut,Karma really is abitch. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Justice4All/676103/ My sock caught a snagand a single threadunraveled.Without a thought,I pulled the strand And now,I am leftwith nothing but a pile of cottonI have a terrible habit of dragging my feet. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Justice4All/676084/ a blast of bluecomes screamingjust outside thecoffee house. A small boy,no more than five,is beamingwith a chocolate goateefrom the localice-cream parlor. A woman chases himwith the exasperatedlookof a mother on a datewith h.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Justice4All/673152/ An abandoned muttsits under a flickering streetlightin the blowing snowof January.His white furblends effortlesslywith the blizzard.The glowof his sad eyesthe only beaconto alert his presence.Like a lighthouse,he sweeps his headfrom left to rightas if .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Justice4All/672156/ A woman with three kidswaits in line at thegrocery storeat 3:30 in the afternoon. 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