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Prompt: What do you want to say to someone that you have not said, and what keeps you from saying it? Lux’s age: 23 CW: Polyamorous feelings, insecurity, anxiety — … Continue Reading I’ve Never Told Anyone… – Blog Post #10
Dance. Dance exquisitely, perfectly, like you were made to do this because you were. Dance. Rise on your toes for the pirouette. Perfect. It has to be perfect. Dance. Become … Continue Reading The Endless
Through the windshield Vigilant I search for My peculiar obsession (A childhood compulsion Shaped from the backseat Of our Thunderbird Endless dull stretches Of blurred landscape) An inconsequential Lonely copse … Continue Reading Oasis
Trigger warning: mentions of death Weird-D stepped into the light of a CN locomotive, eviscerated like a kicked bag of rubber bands unspooled garden hose, they closed the trainline all … Continue Reading Death On The Tracks
Between enclosed spaces Her presence is what Makes our building a home Held my body for nine months Held my soul for a lifetime Through this journey called life Her … Continue Reading My mother my sunshine
Trigger Warning: mentions of death It’s not when my father in-law is run over crossing a street in the Sunshine State that I feel it not at his funeral, sitting … Continue Reading One Step Nearer
Once vital horsemen galloping toward whatever edge of creation presented maximal challenged cannonball days turned to harvest feasts, accompany damsels to all-night drunk dance parties now nonagenarians who don’t know … Continue Reading Legend’s Gothic Rot
After my Sunday trek To the woods where I sat so silently An unsuspecting fox With a chipmunk Clasped in her teeth Loped near taking No notice of me I … Continue Reading Equally Precarious
20 oz grape fanta, family sized funyonsand a bottle of ibuprofen should be good,i think. right? how many ibu’s to a bottle? 500. that’ll be enough. i take 12 a … Continue Reading drugstore run
On my way To physical therapy Hoping to ease My maladies Here is this man On the off ramp Grizzled weathered (I could be him He could be me) Sitting … Continue Reading On the Off Ramp
The splurge of amaranth in maple tattoos the ribbony pale grains with a Florida Purplewing so still and rigid it might be trying to hide from predators. Smoothing beneath the … Continue Reading Nakashima Joint
Usually I am indifferent Along this wooded path Never taking much notice Of the clumsy stacking of stones By the anxious and overwhelmed A self-soothing ritual For the purpose of … Continue Reading Stacking Stones
Trigger Warning: gore, mutilation, burning alive The dance of Memorabilia. Sentenced to any individual in the state of parasitic-influence. It was originally acknowledged as inhuman, demonic, a bloody affair that … Continue Reading The Lovers’ Dance
Trigger Warning: death, gore, and murder. Black eyes stare at me through the green night, a thundering boom shattering the wind into broken pieces and leaving everything in silence. I … Continue Reading Death in Decision
I’m appalled at the state of you. I didn’t know lives could be so fragile until I held your beating heart in the palm of my hand. You look so … Continue Reading Bargaining
Trigger warning: implied self harm, implied suicide The tiny moth bumps against the window againdrawn to the light of the overhead lamp.I debate whether to turn the light offor open … Continue Reading Shhh.