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  • Mirrored Silence
    Clear white oblivion, that white pure nothing, so bright that with every glance had stung the retina of my blinded eye. My voiceless iris stared at the whitewashed walls. They seemed to be the only sense of colour in the room
    15 lines, on Sep 5 9:52 AM
  • A Chipped Mug
    I cannot stand mornings. I especially hate today. Nothing can be worse than a slow morning where nothing happens.
    I stumble down the stairs in my floppy slippers to fetch the paper, normally found lying crumpled upon the doo
    11 lines, on Sep 5 9:38 AM. In prose
  • Over the threshold
    I step over the threshold of Tell Tale Tavern. The gentle hum of chatter was as normal for the evening.
    I bought a drink called “Heartless blood shot”. The red liquid reflected my mood like a vicious mirror showing too much o
    19 lines, 1 comment, on Sep 5 10:08 AM
  • Goodbye
    The moon, dyed pink with fury, bleeding soft pastel colours across the blue satin sky, all I could do was to stare at the beauty of its rosy circumference. The stars winked at me in comforting sparks. The silence penetrated m
    19 lines, on Sep 5 10:14 AM
  • Burning Down
    She stacked the wood on the funeral pyre, wondering how it would feel to burn! O! The freedom! It would feel like a hot African dance, trying to sway like the bright rouge and yellow flames that pranced over the bodies. How w
    22 lines, on Sep 5 10:40 AM
  • One dark September
    One dark September evening I was walking home from school. The cold frost bitten wind ran through my body, as if I was not there.
    130 lines, on Sep 5 10:52 AM
  • fangs of fury
    217 lines, on Sep 5 11:02 AM
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