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Works of fiction and poetry by friends of Bamboo Ridge Press.


Our summer jump rope songs (219)
Published by LET.THEM.EAT.CAKE | Tuesday, January 31, 2012 6:26 AM
One summer, all I did was jump rope on the street in front of my house. My hands go so calloused and my feet were black, but it was worth it. After that summer, I never jumped roped again, I'd gotten enough I told everyone. But the truth, well I told myself If I jump rope again, it will be like that summer is over, and to me, it never ended.
It wasn't Starbucks (133)
Published by LET.THEM.EAT.CAKE | Wednesday, November 30, 2011 4:47 AM
The moments fell like dominos. (quote from piece) Theme: Recognition