Author: Tanner McClelland
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Distinguished from the Dead
“He smiled at his old boyhood choice, slow oxidation in the top of a tree”I’d like to believe the reason vulturesrefrain from picking out my brain onthe way to work has something to do withthe movement of my heart; that somehowthey’re smart enough to know it still runsor that they have x-Ray vision or something.I’d…
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No Some Anybody
Nobody reads about some Anybodybecause Nobodies write aboutSomebodies that Anybodies couldn’t be.Unless their intention is the opposite:that Anybody can be the Somebodiesbecause they’re Nobody in particular,either yet or forever.Just like you. I’m sorry,there’s not Somebody writing the history books;that’s the Nobodies. Somebodies are outfilling the history bookswith alcohol tonight.Anybody knows that.Nobodies show thatby staying in…
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Wawa (wa)
My guess is that someone recognizedhow I walked in wearing a redplastic-lettered school t-shirt and leftfrom the single stalled family bathroomin a gray button up and navy tie. The “Oh my gosh, Shelby” shouted by a teenage girlilluminated by juices and teasin the farthest refrigerated aisle from the bathroomwas undoubtedly a sign of my changeand…
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Letting Your Dreams Fly
Objective: throw a roll of toilet paper through a hanging hoola hoop in front of students crazed on the fumes of homecoming. He’ll do it. He kept telling himself that all the days prior. And guess what? He did! I mean the kids went crazy. He went crazy. He ripped his shirt off because nobody…