Tag: Creative Writing
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Flittering filth and glass lenses. The dais waits under fuzzy white light. The podium is propped. The whole of the stage is green. The audience whispers of ghost sightings and Christmas cookies on a white plate with a red and green design. A glass of milk gently shakes; a ripple…
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You can’t say “write like magic” It isn’t right to be so tragic And Nob Hill hip And Q-Town super fresh So write like magic despite the tetherships of the world I ache to conjure up all the words I need for literary architecture Why doesn’t my mind simply bleed?…
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There was a dark, lonely road of dirt that led to a bright spot at the end. There were leaves, turned sour and clotted in the mud. The road was lined with black trees, leaning in, almost like an arch, and at the end of the road rose up a…
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The psithurism of the autumn forest flutters as the madmen of the otherworld profit from global uncertainty. I drive the point of a walking stick into the ground and take a breath or two. Eyes gazing outward and around. The forest is wet and orange. The trunks of the trees…
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There’s only 12 left again. A pair of tulips, blue and orange. A heartbeat on two lips, river red and candy pink. A shade of warmth in her sleeping body beside me. She’s beautiful. Sonic Ocean Water blue eyes in a meadow of golden sand. And now there’s an empty…
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Grandmama smoked cigarettes, the smoke swirling as the red-wing black birds she watched fluttered like ruby UFOs in the big yard of summer green, the glass orb on its pedestal surrounded by flowers and a garden of carrots and cabbage and long green beans … the rabbit war machines with…
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She was eating a banana in the produce section. I noticed because I’ve really been into the color yellow lately. I suppose you could say it’s my favorite color now. It was green for a long time due to my inebriation for nature. Then it was blue because I like…
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CEREAL AFTER SEX 