My Cardboard Balcony

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Gasping by Belinda Roddie Trying to breathe. Trying to breathe. Trying to breathe. Trying -

Vote Tomorrow by Belinda Roddie I smell like coconut in a tropical paradise, and I wish I were in an actual paradise, but for now, I'll cross my fingers and pray that tonight, the world won't end.

2020, Baby by Belinda Roddie Nothing is fine. Nothing has been fine for a while.

Crazy Cat Czar by Belinda Roddie Own at least five felines. Love them all. Cherish them.

Spooky Six Words by Belinda Roddie The bedroom walls began to breathe.

Spooky Lack Of Upkeep by Belinda Roddie  I am a haunted house: Scary, creaky, full of dust.