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Month: September 2016

Fallen

For Nine minutes you made sounds like the sea – restless, roaring, cheers of sound. For Six minutes I stared like a pure white owl, down at the rocks, eyes solemn and wise. Diamonds that shimmered, littered the ground. I pictured the past, that led me to now,  with you down below, and me leaning […]

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Hyperbolic

You were my comet, my shooting star, my heavenly explosion. I was staring into darkness, and I thought the sea of shadows which made up my world was exquisite. I may not have been happy, but I was not sad. I was content. Then you arrived in a flash of kaleidoscopic light. You appeared, and […]

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Petrichor (n.)

Image Source – That which flows in the veins of gods, stoney-faced, lightly scented, she whispered her dreams, onto the leaves, into the ground. You are THISCLOSE from the sun, she said, you’re lost found, but not for long. For what’s coming is always greater, but taste this moment before it’s gone. Tricia Sankey

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Will-O’-The-Wisp

White, light, brilliantly bright. She saw one glimmering out of the corner of her eye, and all of her troubling thoughts were instantly swept away. The dark and ominous woods around her all but ceased to exist. The girl’s mind went blissfully blank, consisting solely of the one, single non-thought of: Wow. Three, five, nine—no, […]

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Earthquake

  There is grief in my anger and anger in my grief I remember words you promised And things you never did I remember the weight of carrying you, while dragging myself I choked on silent hopes and drowned in hopeless dreams I disappeared before my own eyes I survived your anger Your painful tears Your […]

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Silence

September Days and it’s your voice, in rustling leaves, you touched me first – inside my mind, you stole my breath. I hold your name like a reverent monk, I snatch what is left, this glow from my skin- it remains, unfurls, cascades to the tips of trees, it touches the sun who comprehends- who lives and breathes this […]

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Gaping

“Do you ever feel like… Like there’s just this gaping hole inside of you?” He cocked an eyebrow at her, curious, but unsurprised. This was how most of their nighttime conversations started. Silent contemplation as they sat on the dock, staring into the water, until one of them came up with some question that was […]

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