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Bubbles are light Bubbles are delicate They float in the air Shine in different colors Bubbles pop Splattering on concrete Bubbles are fun Between fingers But I'm drowning Bubbles close in my chest My throat tightens I feel them clogging the air Vision turns red, then blue Black and gray Bubbles are crawling Suffocating Bubbles represent Hopes, Dreams Expectations, Surreality Wishes, Hearts I cough I struggle Pop the bubbles Splatters in my throat I work to breathe Again, deal with it the disappointment The burning Breathe deep Calm down Chest rises, falls Relaxation Look over my arm Down to my fingers Tightly closed around it A small device Check the phone “No new messages” Oh look More bubbles -Ella

Smoke Kisses Paint me a story With your smoke signals Let's suck down this poison together Encase me In your arms Bury me in this casket Light up another Breathe deep Burn through my soul Cloak my eyes In gray smoke Pull me in for another Kiss me tender With a taste of fire Let us float together -Ella

An Extraordinarily Vivid Dream that I just had during a nap on a Wednesday afternoon. Enjoy the trip through my subconscious head. There was a cat. She had a short tail and she puttered out into the street where a car ran over her. I yelled “stop” I screamed and waved my hands but they sped over her like nothing. I turned away before the impact but heard the sound. Squidsh I forced myself to run towards her, her leg was bent back and broken. Bleeding from the impact. The car sat a few yards away smoking. I yelled over to the driver who was frantically pulling himself out of the car “call 911 damn you!” I heard no response and when I turned around I saw him running full speed away from the scene. I dug my phone out of my pocket and dialed 911. “Hello? Yes there is a cat, she got run over, please someone come and help her. I live at 9068 Selway. Yes. Please” my voice trailed off because I heard cue music play ahead of me. Three men walked in seemingly ...