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  • Lunar Waves

    The yellow moon suspended here

    Above my head

    Creates a glare & quite a blare

    To shred my ear

    -Irregular, unwelcome year,

    Why must you barge

    Into my straining life to spread

    Alarm & fear?

    -I cow'r and shiver as I wait;

    The scimitar

    Of sharp'ning moon grins…

    Posted 6 days ago
  • In Vain

    “Please. Go away.” Her voice was irritated.

    “Nah, girl. I can't leave a sweet thing like you here all alone. There are wolves around, you know what I mean?” His voice was smooth, insistent, and sure.

    I didn't know who he was but I knew her. She had been…

    Posted 5 days ago
  • High Priest of Inaray

    Zane Peters watched the news with growing anxiety. The Beast below was getting agitated again. That had been happening more and more.

    There was a sense of pressure like that of an oncoming headache. He could feel that thick writhing coldness pushing, alm…

    Posted 4 days ago
  • Curvature

    "Explain what I'm looking at."

    "Timestream 8496775816-AQZ-25.13.4. We pulled it from yesterday's archives when it was flagged anomolous."

    "Meaning?"

    "Look here. Grid 117, Segment 16, Node 135. See that curvature?"

    "Yes. Explain its significance."

    "Ti…

    Posted 1 month ago
  • 006

    Story is marked as mature

    Posted 23 days ago
  • Sometimes rejects are good enough

    The pile of rejects on the end of my desk grew with a haste I wasn't quite expecting. This was the first I looked down to see that sometime through the day it spilled down to the floor under my feet. Of course picking it all up meant I sat reading them ag…

    Posted 1 month ago
  • Locus of Control

    Me: "I get it, you need a home base, someone who adores you for who you are, and to feel secure. You want more than a place to crash when you're not working. However the Locus of Control has shifted. You are letting them have everything and not making dec…

    Posted 4 days ago
  • Not Distraught This Time

    I'm on the outside looking in. I see you inside, laughing, joy written on your face. The door is locked, but sometimes I can hear what you say inside.

    This time, I'm not distraught. I'm not frantically beating on the walls to be let in. I'm not crying oc…

    Posted 8 days ago
  • Dead Man Walking

    I am a dead man walking. That's not a metaphor, not a promise of a future event the way you usually think of it. I really am dead -- and have been for some time now.

    I walk the streets of this city. I pass by people on the sidewalk, and they instinctivel…

    Posted 29 days ago
  • Fighting On Your Own Terms

    "Your mother teach you any magic, boy?" Thomas scowled again, and Eric thought, He sure does get that from his mother.

    "Some. What do you need."

    Eric look at the grounds they were on. Just big enough for what he needed. "I need a summoning circle." He…

    Posted 28 days ago
  • Dreaming

    I had a dream

    Of a familiar face.

    An acquaintance? A friend?

    I searched for what I knew.

    The face gave nothing away.

    The friend said nothing.

    .

    At first, I pleaded,

    Then I shouted.

    I tried to reach out,

    I couldn’t move.

    .

    The closer I looked

    The more that…

    Posted 1 month ago
  • A White Horse Named Stupid

    This is stupid.

    It's stupid to get upset, to feel so left out and stood up when you ask me a question, I deliver, I ask one back, and never get a response. It's how you do things.

    I can't count the amount of times I've forgiven you for leaving me hangi…

    Posted 25 days ago
  • Not Me but Another Muse that Looks Just Like Me

    Stuck.

    A blinking cursor mocked me from a blank screen. This writing thing wasn't going well. I wasn't ready to give up but the joy that once energized me was gone, replaced by a bitter numbness and a persistent sense of failure.

    Motion at the door drew…

    Posted 10 days ago
  • The beauty of a worm

    I wonder if butterflies ever miss their former self

    The sturdy roundness of their skin

    Their steady progress towards fullfillment

    -

    I wonder if they mourn that their colorful wings can't be stroked

    Or regret the danger of flying

    -

    I wonder if the progress…

    Posted 25 days ago
  • Don't Speak to Me

    You know what? Don't speak to me. I'll only manipulate you and poison you with my words. My hurts fester and are infectious. They spew from me in fits of rage.

    I can't let you in. What's lurking inside of me is the ugliest monster you've ever seen. It's …

    Posted 19 days ago
  • Vacational Thermodynamics

    “Are you ready yet?”

    Mark's voice sounded thin and petulant through the door. Irritated, Gemma closed her eyes and shook her head. No she wasn't ready. Every beauty technique had failed her. The dress she had bought for this vacation was all wrong.The bl…

    Posted 25 days ago
  • Control Freak

    I watched as you moved into a shotgun house with one bedroom and a yard only big enough for a shed. You were too busy to find a place on your own, anyway.

    But I saw the truth.

    In a tiny house, no one can stay the night. No one can stay unannounced. N…

    Posted 21 days ago
  • The Gaze of Silent Witnesses

    Lieutenant Commander Morell watched twelve specks of white light streak away from the carrier. She tracked their departure, but was distracted for a moment by the captain's pacing. Her gaze drifted, the view detected the subject of her attention, and zoom…

    Posted 3 months ago
  • The Best Part

    It's the heart; the best part. I saved it for you.

    I protected it, made sure it stayed whole and as innocent and full of light as possible. I used it only to build you up, to raise you from the darkness. I used it to praise you and to welcome you with op…

    Posted 1 month ago
  • Entering

    The tinkle of the bell as Felicity entered the shop was a warning alarm to her sisters.

    "God, I hope she doesn't touch anything." Viciously said her sister, Valerie.

    "I'm even surprised she showed up," Venus said, violently ripping apart duct tape to repa…

    Posted 2 years ago
  • Night

    Complicated and stressful,

    Every day is more than you can handle.

    They show on your face,

    All the thoughts you've come to hate.

    Like a disease with no cure,

    Controlling everything you do.

    When the days end

    And the dark descends,

    You settle into your refu…

    Posted 2 years ago
  • Trauma and Drink and Religion, Oh My!

    (Blame the rum). God damn, I dreamed that I swallowed a pin. And the point took my throat and my voice all at once. And I lay in my bed as my own brother hammered out my beleaguered brains. And the blood made the walls the sweet colour of Autumn, and ab…

    Posted 7 months ago
  • Wytch

    A spirit stood less than three feet from her door, waiting.

    It was the old man again, the one she supposed had drowned. His wispy hair and long white beard were matted with sea water. Salt crusted his bloated blue lips and his tattered clothes were drip…

    Posted 1 year ago
  • Block: the Pitiful Personification

    I'm not sure when fun became a fight.

    Tiny, temperamental typed letters, once my allies, took up sawn-off exclamation marks and loaded their cannon with blotted full-stops. They barred the way across the blank white battlefield with hyphens and ellipses …

    Posted 2 years ago
  • Too Long, Summer ... Too Long

    I was wishing for October today:

    Summer heat in the crooks of my arms;

    On my cheeks and my neck,

    And the weight of long evenings heavy

    In my hammering head.

    I longed for the cool of the Autumn time,

    For the turning leaves and their crispness

    Beneath my b…

    Posted 7 months ago