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backwards
i lived backwards today
i pictured my house turned inside out so that all the curtains shielded the sun from me,
and the windows were no longer behind bars. they opened and closed like blinking eyes.
nobody spoke. not even spoken to. i knew all the answers but my mouth caved in on itself.
you were no longer behind every thought; you drifted in and out like a ghost but didn't disturb me.
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Metaphor
The sun sets beyond the horizon,
and I start to trek...
I imagine the concrete structures covered in green,
Life found a way and wrapped itself around death,
leaving it breathing...
and I fill it with metaphores,
but we cut life down,
to rebuild with that which does not prespire...
Society lives by this philosophy of death, and we destroy, and we rebuild, and we destroy, and we rebuild, So when the sun goes below the horizon, I create a new rhythm, and I guess you can say that's a metaphor,
except the sound my shoes walking, running treading,
the wind...
the waves...
the rain...
This is my rhythm.
I find this within shadows,
and
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Flash Fic: Self-Confidence
You see a lot of things when you work at a hipster coffee shop. Artists, college students, business men, moms. The artists are funny because you can pick them out based on how either self-conscious or pretentious they are (yeah, the sticker on your laptop is totally cool, man). And you can tell the difference between artists and college students because the latter just look young and wide-eyed; plus they're always huddled together in groups (because going somewhere alone is terrifying at 18!).
When the vampire came in, holding a rose, I waited for his order just like anyone else. He actually asked me for blood sausage. I said, "That's not on
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My first ever attempt at a six word story.
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Great work, bad situation