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House of Azaleas  It was a place for dogs and I am cat people. My room was never mine And I hated the mirror and windows for the longest time. I was the gatekeeper and watch-guard there, on the corner by the road, hedged in by headlights and demons with my things all crammed in Wal-Mart shelves unable to breathe or look fine. But it wasn't the house's fault. I liked it better before they tore the redwood paneling out and painted over the red bricks in the kitchen. It was what it was then, dark and woodsy, not a whitewashed tomb. I didn't want them to fix it, but that wasn't the house's fault. #Unreal #Poetry #AltLit #House #Stairs #Photography #Woman #Trauma #Secrets #Demons #Haunted #Family Visit our shop and subscribe. Sponsor us. Submit and become a contributor. Like us on Facebook and follow us on Twitter.
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