The only ones I like are the kids. I come to the kids and lick the kids. I run to them and push my nose into their stomachs. I don’t want them to work. I want them to stay as they are and run with me, even though they’re slow, so- so slow. I run around them and around again as they run forward. They’re slow but they are perfect things, almost perfect.
The Simple Things
*art*nature*comfort*
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alexandra-ewing said:
I had a midterm in high school where we read this and then the following instructions just said “Write your own version of this.” I loved that class. I loved that teacher.
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