The dream begins with baroque-era music written about the planets. Supposedly the music was written to describe their orbits or something. One piece had an expected couple of notes at the end omitted so people could go out and observe, and had a note expl…

When I look back, why does it hurt?

From the first written word, every unrefined blurt

Grew in shape and meaning, over time it matured

'Til the days and months into years all blurred

A historic collection that was left behind

And when facing forward it fa…

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The shirt.

Worn and tattered, red and plaid.

Elbows ripped out from years of wear.

Chipped buttons, hanging by threads.

Always paired with blue jeans.

Dark brown boat shoes, too.

It was never put away.

He was perpetually inside of it, giving it life.…

The grass is soft, tenderly kissing my feet

The air is sweet, warmly caressing my arms

Birds laugh and sing of bliss

Here I am, on my own

The sky is a brilliant blue and crystal clear

Rolling hills of multicolors stretch all around

Miles and miles pass b…

Come on girl

put on that happy face

the one

with the smile

that shows

all your teeth.

Come on girl

put on that happy face

pretend for the world

your not breaking down again.

Cover up the sounds

of that avalanche

of shattered heart

pieces.

Cover up the man…

Rachael's eyes could not focus. Where was the glass wall? Where was the bathroom door? It all appeared to be in a fog. The stripes slowly rose up the vanity. The thrumming fan and her syncopated heartbeat lulled her into a vague, uneasy gray of dissociati…

"You're afraid of me."

"Afraid? Afraid? No, I'm not afraid of you. I pity you. Pity that you sold the best parts of yourself for power. Pity that you lived eight more meaningless years. Pity that your family will never know what happened to you. My famil…

I feel like I'm trapped inside a box. It might be a coffin. The air is oppressively stuffy and it's impossible to move so I can't tell where the walls are. I appear to be laying on fabric warmed by my own body.

It occurs to me that I should be breathing.…

You know it's damn difficult to focus these days so you don't. You distract yourself with Youtube videos and Netflix, focusing on the new Dave Chappelle special and reruns of Friends or the Office. The outside world can burn without your help. It's beyond…

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When my eyes grew too heavy, I listened.

My contact with the stone made a tiny scraping sound whenever I shifted weight. Small brush and greenery rustled beyond the confines of the climbing road. Above my head what once felt like a claustrophobic cloud b…

With diligence and a growling stomach, you returned to where you were, and how you were. I managed to reform what had been misused.

And how I loved you!

You, whom I loved and felt for when you were nothing but a smashed galaxy of unfortunate crinkles, br…

? awakes to inky blackness and silence until a voice calls out from some indefinable distance.

-Welcome.

-Where am I? And who am I?

-You’ve only just been created. Right now you are little more than an idea. With luck you will soon begin to take sh…

They're getting closer. I hear them in the alleys and in the shadows that are getting longer. They're bolder in the city. Not as scared of the light although it blazes on their sensitive skin. I didn't even have to worry about them back home, there weren…

"It's only a scratch." Mia waved it off although she knew she had gotten hit hard with the metal bars as they had swung into place over the doors. But she had more important matters to deal with at the moment than herself.

She stumbed towards the figure …

I looked at her eyes. It was the first time during the whole day that I actually got to look into them long enough to see the happiness pouring out of her soul. Dolphins could swim in them if only I could figure out a way to shrink them. They were the dee…

You pant in exertion and let the heavy extinguisher fall to the floor at your feet. You feel as if your attempt was a waste of time. Staring towards the window, you're astounded to see the floor where you were just standing collapse. You have had a lucky …

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Well hi there.

So it's like this, see?

I ran the basic 'scan and repair' thiingy that lives in Windows, and it appears to have done the trick, which is swell, and so's your old man.

I want to use this account to blur the boundaries between facts and ficti…

She cried silently on the video chat, tears running down, sniffles, and gasps for air. "I... n..know. I can... do this."

"Listen, it's not personal. It's just that the last time this happened to me, I lost a friend. We used to be close and then it ended. …

In the white room, you are there. The light here should be blinding, but we can see so much. We can see our imperfections and we love them. They are what make us recognizable and relatable. In fact, I know how to heal your hurts and where you have darknes…

Slowly, Grandma's frantic rocking petered to a halt.

"An ambulance is on it's way." Charlie announced. Lucy was bandaged with ice, but blood was already pooling again beneath her.

"She's getting worse." Paul's gaze shifted from Lucy, to their mother, an…

Something scrabbled at my wall. The scratch and scrape of something ripping my precious wall apart stirred me from my mournful reverie. I backed away from the thing that was tearing in earnest at my fort, eyes wide, body shaking. Don't take my wall. Don't…

A wailing, rainy night. One of the most beautiful things.

I smiled into the raindrops and they flowed like therapy as if from my eyes

My eyes unfocused at the sparkling streetlights as I strode forward by the park

My feet squishing in my messed up sneake…