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LJ Idol - The Known Enemy
Through the summer haze
Through the green of my drink
Delicate as a luna moth's wing
I see her stride in.
Red hair as wild as an August sunset,
Black boots echoing on the bar's tile floor:
She, heralder of siren's call
She, with a voice that sways and poisons,
She, my undoer.
Our eyes meet.
My hand chokes my sweating glass
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LJ Idol Week 4 - Impossible
'Gluten free milk stout
Would be impossible on its own -
Had to make a deal with the faeries
To get ours to taste full grown.
If you look too close at the bubbles,
You'll see tiny worlds floating in the beer
Each one a work of art
That carries a hint of danger near.
Can't have too many of these,
That's what the Fair Folk said -
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LJ Idol S11: Living rent free in your head
Candlelight flickered over the table laden with food. Honeyed apples, crackly-skin roast chicken, and a bright, peppery arugula salad, all in warm-colored stoneware bowls, dressed the old wooden boards right up. Kate tilted her wine glass in her hands gently, gazing at me with jasper eyes. "So you bought this bar because the entity in your head ( Read more... ) -
LJ Idol: Resolute
"You can't just buy a place like that, and move in, and expect everything to be hunky dory," said Mason, my real estate agent. (He also happened to be my godfather.) Long, lanky, gay as a Saturday in April. "A place like Good Time Charlie's, it's seen some shit." He put a lot of emphasis on the last word in that sentence. Gesturing to the flyer on ( Read more... ) -
LJ Idol Week 0: Introduction
"Support your local cryptid!" reads a flashing neon sign hung on the front window of the bar. Sometimes the bar is an old Victorian house with many small rooms, hung with more draperies than your grandmother's bedroom. Sometimes it's a long, low-slung building that reminds you of a hobbit's house, or a bomb shelter. Different looks for different ( Read more... ) -
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Re: LJ Idol the Homecoming
Okay, so we're doing this. -
Blue
Beverly always liked to get in the restaurant during the blue hour. The place was silent like church, with only the hum of the walk-ins to punctuate the quiet. When she breezed in, past the porter waiting for the early deliveries, the energy of the place was like walking into the ocean. It enveloped her. For a precious few minutes, there was ( Read more... ) -
LJ Idol: Take a Hike (or a Swim, in this Case)
The half moon was just barely winking above the horizon as I pounded down the beach early one spring morning. It was my first time being out since last fall and I smiled for a second as my run interrupted some sandpipers out in the tidepools looking for breakfast. They all took flight at once, a dozen tiny brown flightlings yelling pint sized ( Read more... ) -
LJ Idol S10, Week 9: The Trolley Problem
“Okay, let’s see here, ma’am,” Ned said as he pressed the large blue button on the repair console. Tabitha struggled not to gasp as her twenty-seater trolley lifted up into the air. No matter how many times Ned put it up on the hoister, watching it float up off the ground like that was an adventure. She winced a little as the thick rubber straps ( Read more... ) -
LJ Idol Week 8: No Comment
“So what’s your answer ( Read more... )