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   A Good Night (Tread carefully if you are sensitive.)

   March 27 by AJoeOfSubjectiveQuality

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   I lie here in my bed, resting. The rhythm of my heartbeat, slow and steady, is in my ears. She bends over me, cooling my flesh with a damp cloth. Her touch is gentle, and she smiles at me. That smile takes me back in time. I see the smiles in my memory, of lovers and not-lovers alike, lovers and friends, sometimes foes. It's funny how the years can wash away animosity; the negativity fades and you can only see the missed opportunities, the chances for peace not taken or missed. What could have been, should have been. My breath hitches at the thoughts. There have been a lot of them. My journey through Life has been long, my loves many. Nearly all are gone now, th…

   

   Last reply by AJoeOfSubjectiveQuality , March 27

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   In My Bed - poetry

   June 10 by WickedCadrach

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   In My Bed The curtains are dead, Cold ghostlight of blue morning burning through. I may have died too. Someone is in my bed I know it. I know it, But I can't touch them. Bed sheets crinkle and crack like frost Under my fingertips, weak as they are. I'm not breathing, Not enough to consider myself alive, Just enough to pray and wonder. There was starlight in that bottle. It must have spilled in the night. It's just glass now--just a mess now. It's returning to reality, like me. A woman frozen in night-mare, Sleeping Ariadne Exiled on a queen-sized island, One nostril weakly siphoning Air between mattress and pillow, Sweat and t…

   

   Last reply by WickedCadrach , June 10

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   The NAIAD

   June 22 by WickedCadrach

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   //Soooo, I meant to submit this for the Fairy Tale Character writing challenge and misread the cut-off time. So too late to submit there, but it's already written so someone may enjoy it anyway. // // TW: Suicidal thoughts// “Narissa? That’s a lovely name. It suits you.” … Her first thoughts were small. In the silent and tenebrous void , the NAIAD hummed tunelessly to herself, testing each note with the childish delight of simply learning some new sound she could make—until the darkness began to answer. A pleasurable sigh rippling through her code as oxygen levels rose. An electric flutter through her being, blooming out from sensor buoys as s…

   

   Last reply by WickedCadrach , June 22
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   Memorial Day

   May 26 by Minorikawa

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   Memorial Day There was a time the cobblestone road of the old city bustled with the laughter of children and their parents leading them from shop to shop, stopping by neighborhood friends to discuss pleasantries and the latest gossip around town. Now, the smoke from the diminishing flames flooded the street as if God were sweeping through to claim all the first born. If only it had been so selective. Mira lowered her hood and unstrapped the mask from her face, allowing her hair to billow in the wind. It went against regulations, keeping it down like this. Long hair had a tendency to get in the way in the middle of a fight, but this fight was long over…

   

   Last reply by Minorikawa , May 26
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   Aurora & Iris

   June 4 by IsabellaRose

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   Aurora & Iris At Home The city outside hummed quietly, distant tires against wet pavement, a siren that faded before it found them, the breath of wind through cracked windows. Inside, the apartment was dim and golden. Candles flickered in glass bowls. The stereo hummed with soft music: a female voice looping lyrics neither of them needed to understand. Their shared bed was a nest of colored sheets and strewn silks, pillows scattered like petals. Aurora was already curled at one end, her hair spilling in waves of honey and rose across the blanket. She looked like a half-finished painting, her chest rising slowly, eyes half-lidded but focused on Iris. "Yo…

   

   Last reply by IsabellaRose , June 4

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   Poems

   July 22 by FinalFantasyDreamer

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   Night When the dreams won't come and the mind won't quiet. The thoughts come unending and doubt creeps in. Did I say it right or wrong? Is it me or is it others? Do I not hear the snickers, whispers, and words? When did the world learn this code, this movement, this way of being. I don't understand? Why didn't I? I toss and I turn. I doubt and I worry. I'm not good enough, others are better. The mind remembers all The memories come flooding - Mistake, Mistake, Mistake Failure, Failure, Failure Imposter - fake - charlatan Sleep comes when…

   

   Last reply by FinalFantasyDreamer , August 3
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   Lucky 7

   August 9 by FinalFantasyDreamer

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   *During the last challenge this idea came to me but it quickly spiraled into a larger idea. The idea is kinda based on firefly/space exploration. The idea of the adventures of a small crew exploring space and getting into sexy adventures.* Step One: Collect a Crew Stein Cloud stood in his quarters looking in the mirror. His six foot frame filling the rooms little wash area. Giving his belt a tug he adjusts the blaster at his hip. Slipping his long brown duster on his shoulders. Admiring his look in the mirror he frowns. Brushing back his long brown hair into a ponytail he lets out a sigh. Getting his own ship was the easy part. Keeping it running was the challen…

   

   Last reply by FinalFantasyDreamer , August 9