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  • Fiction > Realistic Fiction
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    The first thing you see in the morning is not sharp, white, recycled sunlight on sleep-weakened eyes. Your first sensation is not, in fact, the strange, disorienting dizziness which so often accompanies a reunion with the world of the wakeful. Even the vengeful, acrid breeze of a mouth sealed shut f...
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    Mary Lou, I hate you Why don’t you like me? I walk like you I talk like you I do all the same stupid things as you do I hate you Why don’t you like me? I half dress like you half dress I remodeled my closet – now I dress to impress. I hate you Why don’t you like me? My ped...
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    It starts the same way, it ends the same way... it starts it ends. You are beautiful. Your hands, your mouth. Your hands though, mostly. It’s the callouses, I’m sure. At the tips of your fingers, at the base of your paws. And your mouth. The soft curve of those effervescent lips, and those te...
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    “Is there something wrong with cans? I mean, scientifically?” It’s the click that gets me. Actually, that’s a lie. It’s the hiss. You know, that sound you hear when you pop a soda. Everyone knows. It is a truth, universally acknowledged, that when a can is opened, a click and a hiss ...
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    All signs point to hate. And can I be reasonably blamed? I cannot be reasonably blamed. How can you discriminate against a food because of its color? Color has no bearing on taste. But what I don’t say is that really, it does. Lettuce tastes green and so does spinach and so does a granny sm...
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    There was something about that boy Thomas W. Thisbe. There was something about the way he walked, the way he talked, the way he smiled that smile that was at once heart breaking and heart starting. Yes, there was something about Thomas W. and everybody knew it. Of course, there were- and always ...
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    There was something about that boy Thomas W. Thisbe. There was something about the way he walked, the way he talked, the way he smiled that smile that was at once heart breaking and heart starting. Yes, there was something about Thomas W. and everybody knew it. Of course, there were- and always wi...
  • Poetry > Free Verse
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    The bruises of the red-rose crushed underfoot As it releases sweet agony and gratifies the senses Expands as the foot pad leaves its mark and Collapses once again blood pressed into your book An ant from ground level up your jean leg In the power of mid-day with the sun on your side Only swe...
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    In the depths of emptiness in all in nothing Here be a Flame in dimensions of three This where One kept all light and all time Who dare walk where the Great I Am be? Where was the Light when the darkness did fall? Where were Three Flames when the stars were no more? Who was the Power control...
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    They say the stars are as numerous as grains of sand on the coast of the Bahamas, that more reside in the heavens than there are, and ever have been, babies born on earth. This was a fact that had not escaped the notice of the very pregnant woman gazing up to the ample moon, one hand guarding, with...
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    I'm pitifully addicted, to your disarming smile. You're wonderfully depicted, So just hld me for a while. Every good thing has to go, but I hope that you can stay. You know I love you so: We'll have to find a way. It's because you kiss my face, with lips that soothe my s...
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    The sound of gun shots ring in the air, Rifles boast smoke but no worse for the wear, You didn't feel the terror becasue you were not there: To sweat the sweet melody of freedom. The best of all dreams truly in sight, Even in the hazy early dawn light, You didn't see the beauty or ...
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    Bouts of joy replaced by sorrow, Water lily petals drown on the morrow, Witnessed betrayal of their birthed element, Struggle to the bottom and make regretful settlement, Beauties known but not believed by fretful human eyes, In the yonder reaches of the sea the most vibrant flower lies, To br...

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