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Arori (Third Piece)
That night was the most fantastic and terrifying thing I had ever seen. Raining golden, red, and amber sparklers is a wonderful image but terrible in actual reality. And as much as it scared me, I couldn't avoid it. It would be a little too cliche to compare it to not being able to turn away from a wreck. And really not much very like it. The ( Read more... ) -
Dancin' With Myself
When there’s no one else inside, on a crowded lonely night, I cross my arms and hold my hands to my shoulders, propping the rest of my body. Then I revolve once, twice, three times, faster and faster like a carnival merry-go-round that’s gathering power to take the passengers on a ride. A circular ride that goes and goes and seems like it’s ( Read more... ) -
The Fates 2.
Read this one first: http://shoelace009.livejournal.com/105158.html
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When I woke, I was on a cold marble floor, cracked and split into a million pieces like somebody had dropped a mirror. The silent sister sat over me, pulled a damp sponge out of a gray bowl and rubbed it tenderly over ( Read more... ) -
Fate.
I propped myself up off the wet rock and stared at them, teetering over the edge. There was nothing behind them for miles except a far removed coast, impossible to swim to. They were beautiful, with long white dresses draping over their gentle shoulders and free-falling down long, graceful forms. Their dresses glowed with a soft blue hue but one's ( Read more... ) -
I'm not getting any younger.
I'll be twenty two this summer. And with every passing moment comes the overwhelming realization that I am so far behind so many great writers who by my age had read more, written more, published at least something. I know many writers also did not, but it doesn't help the feeling that this will never happen for me.
One of my greatest fears is that ( Read more... ) -
A waking dream.
Please don't be real, please please. Please don't be standing there. I close my eyes so tight I think they are about to explode in their sockets. I cannot wrench my fingers from my hairline to cover them. Just please don't be there. Please go away. My heart bleeds with a terrible anxiety that burns its way to every corner of my body ( Read more... ) -
Sinking.
I pull my head above water and shake it. Cold air stings the water droplets on my face. The waving water pushes my shoulders down. I sink below. I punch at the water, effective as a child against a giant. Some wave is not going to wash over me. I'm not going to sink, all the rage rushing through my veins says I won't. Something catches my feet, ( Read more... ) -
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Hey to all of you out there. Some of you have kind of gotten to know me for quite some time, reading whatever I happen to throw at this journal. If you're new, you could have picked a better moment to intervene but that is okay. Stick around until you get bored.
I don't know how many of you know this or have caught on but I have a chronic case of ( Read more... )