Life
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Take me by the hand, and show me something else. Lead me away from the mundane. Let me turn my back on the masses, and be free from their clutches. Don’t talk to me about love. Love is cheap and second hand. It’s a chemical reaction, and we cling to it with blind obedience. Read more
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They say we’ll never make it, but I don’t believe them. Life is a cruel machine. It holds us prisoner, and then it spits us out. We were always doomed, even before we breathed our first. If it’s not death, then it’s not fitting into what society expects of us. They say be different. Read more
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Before my father begun his treatment for cancer, they removed all the teeth on his lower jaw. Sometimes when he speaks, I can hear the words having trouble leaving his mouth. He’s a good man. Sullen like myself, and comfortable in his own company. When he sits there watching television, I see him dabbing the Read more
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When you’re coming apart at the seams, what do you see inside? When no one believes in your dreams, how does it make you feel? Do you break down in despair, or do you drink to numb the pain? When so many years of visions and faith have passed you by, do you still have Read more
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They diagnosed my father with cancer today. He told me calmly. His voice strong, his body a little weaker than it had been a few months ago. It’s in his mouth, a tumour he at first thought was an ulcer. It hasn’t spread, but it’s there. That’s what forty cigarettes a day for three decades Read more
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I told them I’ll be leaving at the end of April. Three and half years since I started working there. I couldn’t stand it any longer. Dead end jobs have been my forte. I mean, with writing being my main aspiration in life, the places I’ve worked haven’t bothered me that much, but there comes Read more
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son, husband father, grandfather a crazy diamond until the end a lifetime of stories, of mysteries and of love always searching for adventure always seeking the great beyond my childhood you shaped the man I became guided by your vision a fool and a poet, you were more than words could ever describe time may Read more
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the ghosts of stars in his arms face to face with extinction the more he sees the less he knows no longer a pillar of creation now lost in the comatorium endless cycles behind closed eyes stretched atoms and repeated patterns everything ravaged everything burned missing pieces in the figure 8 turned inside out dark Read more
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Stretching across the ocean, I am the captain. Instruments of an inverted nature, twisting beneath my grip. Particles of distant objects sifting through layers of unspoken tongues. Hummingbird on a wire. Wrecked car by the side of the road. Covered in darkness and swallowed by the cruel hand of fate. Laughing like gods. Howling like Read more
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These days, they make me feel alive. A mess of words and strange thoughts. A trial of snakes and ladders. Heaven comes crashing down as the waves of lost opportunity splash around our bare feet. She’s dangerous, but the best ones always are. A rose and a thorn between tightened fingers. So many lost lovers. Read more
Author S. K. Nicholas 