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Broken Vessel
It’s not enough Will never be enough Her heart is a fissured vessel Unable to contain The emotional flood Bursting from her chest Splashing angry and desperate From bruised lips In volcanic streams Upon thin pages Burning through paper flesh and bone An irrevocable destruction Of her only reserve Over uncontrollable feelings Continue reading
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Wonderland Fantasy
A calico cat visited her, perched on her window sill, after the first rain of summer. When the night air was dewy with petrichor and all was still beneath the tender light of the moon. Its jade eyes were wide with an invitation to join it beyond her window for an adventure. And without a… Continue reading
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Zodiac – Weekend Writing Prompt #106
His mouth hung in awe as light stippled her limbs in an ethereal shimmer of zodiacal constellations. It could’ve been an impressive trick, but her panicked gaze probed his for answers he couldn’t give to her anomaly. He only knew she wasn’t human. This weekend’s Sammiscribbles challenge was a lot harder than the previous ones… Continue reading
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Thoughtless Wishes
There were days she wished she could empty her mind, like a jar of its contents, and sink within a deep curve of uncluttered space. Where she could rest, cozy and curled safe within the soft bosom of thoughtlessness. Continue reading
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Cognitive Dissonance
Heat settles over her supine form with discomforting misery, like a quilt she can’t get rid of no matter how hard she kicks her legs. It follows her, like a pressing shadow with each frustrated toss and turn, refusing to be ignored. The open window invites a cool breeze that never comes and she envies… Continue reading
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A Writer’s Voice
It begins as a timid whisper Fragile chords of a thought With dissonant rhyme Echoing notes Of sublime potential But it takes finesse A lithe plucking Of clumsy quill strokes To coax a steady rhythm Blossoming as magical chimes Upon the wind Continue reading
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Broken Strength
Sticky notes plastered over the fridge An abundance to fill the void Of her fleeting presence There are eggs and bacon Money on the table, so buy dinner I’ll be back late I love you, honey The inscribed reassurance She’s still around Though inundation weighs her shoulders And lethargy dims her focus So she misses… Continue reading
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Secret Wonderland
She makes her bed Upon an azure quilt Fixed with plush white puffs Where her cotton candy dreams Come alive Beneath an emerald moon In beatific radiance And with the dawn Of a raspberry sun She hops down The cosmic pavement Hand held By her phantom guardian Upon the verdant landing Soft and dewy Beneath… Continue reading
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To My Mother
I want to be — As patient as you As loving as you As selfless as you As strong as you As bold Kind Persistent Passionate Maybe I won’t ever be a mother But I hope That in some way I’ll impact others With the radiance and love You gave me *** (To all the… Continue reading
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Denial – Weekend Writing Prompt #105
It becomes second nature. Purposed habits through circadian routine. You’ve perfected the rehearsed smiles to stretch wide enough that your eyes glow with convincing light. You’ve learned the art of steady speech through the tripwires cording your throat. Have grown numb to the anxious fissures through your ribcage. Shots of rum dissolve the urgent cries;… Continue reading
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