Here it was drenched uniforms and Ranch Sunflower Seeds and the crack of the bat as the ball flies over the rickety fence.

Unicorns taste like horses and milk.

Bad memories are a rainbow being shattered.

Heartbroken is a brand new car being totaled in a tornado.

I'm as angry as a troll

Ready to eat

Anyone who clomps onto my bridge.

I look at this cherished uniform and all I see is the World Series.

This field was abandoned once, and ravens crowing.

Dancing

Booze

 

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