DamnedLovers
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Winding down the window as she drives, she sticks her head out for the fading sun to caress her face, and for a second, closes her eyes and finds herself flying through the sky like a bird free of chains. Opening her mouth, she tastes the rush of warm air and all at once thinks… Read more
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With my paws splashing into the running water of a stream, I lower my head to drink. The obscure, ever-changing reflection that meets my eyes is not one I recognise, and yet, strangely enough, it doesn’t unsettle me. Studying my altering features, I stick my tongue in and out, and the water that hits my… Read more
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Skipping down the stairwell, X slips on the last step and flies through the door at the bottom, landing in a heap. Jumping back up, she staggers into the building angrily kicking the step she tripped on. When she does, she swears at it too, using the kind of language her mother would be appalled… Read more
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With my nose close to the ground, I smell insects and the piss of those that have gone before. Burying this snout of mine deep into the dirt, the scent of nature tickles my gums taking me closer to the true meaning of God. Growling, I stick my tongue out and taste the slime of… Read more
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X stirs with a yawn. Grabbing the bottle of wine, she swallows until her giddy state returns before going into the bathroom finding Herbie in the sink holding a tiny brown turd in his paws. Narrowing her eyes at him, he throws the turd in the air and sits there with a grin on his… Read more
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Standing on my hind legs, I bark at the sky, splashing saliva onto the ground at my feet. That sky, it’s populated by white dots and a rock bearing the face of God, and behind my animal eyes, the nature of all things reveal themselves to me. From the other side of the veil, the… Read more
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Towel drying her hair, she sticks her head out the window looking down at the cats on the street below. Meowing at her sudden appearance, they raise their paws making strange cat noises. Sounds like they’re saying hellowoowooowoowoowoo. Saying it back as if howling at the unseen moon- of which she can still faintly smell-… Read more
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When she gets in the shower, she opens her mouth and collects the beads of hot water that fall from above. Picturing herself as a hippo, she giggles as she rinses away the taste of wine then stands there as the water dances upon her oily face. When she pours shampoo into her hand and… Read more
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For a second, she sways before the open window feeling the memory of his face with tingling fingers until those features of his begin to glow. They pinch her skin and lick her nose, and although she wants to pull away, the feel of his lips on her flesh and the warm sting of his… Read more
