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X watches the lovers remembering the warmth he’d once put in her belly. Warm so warm he had made her feel on so many nights when she’d felt on the verge of coming apart, and although at the time she’d put it down to the electric kicks of sex, she now realised it was something Read more
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Originally posted on Daffniblog: Hair pulls, human secretions, and wondering whether Honey Nut Cheerios are considered healthy. Sometimes I even think of creating a new language but the effort is entirely too much. Everything is too much lately. I just want to do the bare minimum get out of bed shower you know daily living… Read more
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Sitting on the floor of the supermarket like a moody child, she looks up at the two ghosts as they stand before her, and in that moment, remembers just how in love she used to be. As those lips of his meet those belonging to that younger version of hers, she holds her breath and Read more
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Originally posted on eccentricdevil: Maybe you were equivalent to That space between earth and other galaxies Something so inexplicable And cryptic Something people strive to know But fear Maybe you were the cello To my silence Lulling the demons in my mind to sleep Maybe you were the first boy To tell the moon That… Read more
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Driving with her eyes shut, she makes her way to a nearby supermarket. It’s not one she’s been in for years, but pulling into the carpark, she finds it exactly as it used to be, which reassures and agitates her at the same time for reasons she can’t quite explain. Parking up near the entrance, Read more
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On the sidewalk with the moon on her shoulder, X dances to music she’s not sure is real or imagined. As those passing her by give strange looks, she shifts from one foot to the other clicking her fingers and shaking her hips, and as the curls of her hair bounce behind her, she kicks Read more
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The town flows about her, and yet she remains seated behind the steering wheel, crying at the thought of what once was, and what might never be again. With snot streaming from her nose, she wipes it with the back of her hand as two lovers walk by, looking at her with nervous glances. The Read more
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Originally posted on Sudden Denouement Collective: Since I was born I’ve been a point definitely settled (Roses are eaten fragrant) ? Was it the same with you, Montresor? Immediate risk of disappearance? (down vaults where the dead are) ? Repressed grimaces, forced smiles, baptised in delectatio morosa. (violins playing obsession). ? I bet you wrote… Read more
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Originally posted on samantha lucero: night ? Everything was a different color than it should be when the world began to exist without Miranda. In the filthy mouth of his blighted room, which he had torn apart with rage, he was like a chewed piece of gum. He’d wadded himself in rancid blankets despite the… Read more
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Originally posted on Morbid Corvid: I lay in bed, setting fire to pieces of books. The smoke dances around my fingertips as the words dissolve and are set free into the fresh air. Maybe humanity will change, or maybe this is futile destruction. I feel the air waltzing around the hairs on my legs and… Read more
Author S. K. Nicholas 