I kiss her. I kiss her and kiss her. I try not to bite her lip. She tastes like vodkahoney.
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There's a girl calm people don't know about. It's a girl teen standstill. A motionless peace. It doesn't come from anywhere but inside us, and it only lasts for a few years. It's born from being a not woman yet. It's free flowing and invisible. It's the eye of the violent storm you call my teenage daughter. In this place we are undisturbed by all the moronic things you think about us. Our voices like rain falling. We are serene. Smooth. With more perfect hair and skin than you will ever again know. Daughters of Eve.
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I drop to the curb like childhood leaving a body.
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What we need, is a break out. Out of our lives, out of Seattle, out of the dumb script of girl.
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