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| Image: Uzengia Aleksander Nedic |
The more she searched
Even the mirror showed nothing
but a blurred image.
“What am I supposed to do?“
She covered herself with good fortune
cookie messages.
Bit by bit, pieces of paper
Turned her into a living
piñata, hoping
her true self would spill
just like
…
…
“Ooh a piece of candy!“
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Yes. Yet another Magpie Tale…
my cyber house rules 
yeah but to get tot he center of a pinata it takes a couple hits…and that aint a lot of fun…smiles….
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To access your nirvana, through shit you will travel.
-Ancient Chinese proverb.
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Love this AND your ancient Chinese proverb ….
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You had me at cookie…
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I like how you pull all the papery allusions together. My late Magpie is Lifesaver.
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This is great. Love the imagery.
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Yes. The Chinese were deep deep people! ツ
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Mmmmm COO-KIE!!!
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Thanks! I'll go read yours now…
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It was playful!
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Thanks for the visit. That piece is, in fact, part of a much larger story I started years ago, but never finished and have been cannibalizing ever since from my 100-word efforts. Also I just realized that both our stories end with candy, so there's that.
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A human pinata…love it!
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I thought the blog you write on was a cool idea. A collective of writers from Toronto? Wow! I'll have to go back and spend some time there to read more… I'm from Ottawa by the way!
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With a blogger name like yours, I'm sure your next want ad for finding a mate would be “human pinata preferable but not a must, but preferable, especially the candy filled kind, yes, most preferable!”
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Hey there!
Catching up…
This is a good one. No telling what would drop out of me. Maybe old roach clips, rusted beer cans, and a lot of fast food wrappers….
Hope you are doing well!
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wow love this
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Thanks becca. I’m especially glad you found me here…
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