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One heart
Two thoughts
Three people
Four moves
Five stars
Six wishes (more)
On the days you
breathe deeply enough
and maybe don't use the bright blur of the telly
for self-mollification

you feel your thoughts churn twice as fast (more)
candlelight flickers down your neck and into my outstretched hand, death waits another day
I leave the house when I can.  Staring at those four walls, I get angry.  Then self-loathing. When I leave the apartment, my world opens up and the sunshine gets in.  But today I can't concentrate.  There's a guy yammering in the background behind me.  He owns the coffee sh(more)
I watched the snow falling, took in the soft bright afternoon sunlight, but I wasn't really seeing any of it. In my head, I kept replaying the events of the afternoon. I kept hearing the same words, the same question, repeated over and over, until it seemed like the(more)
Because it's true, I bid you adieu.
will thinks about the gun to his temple and yet, he doesn't.
losing is an art, and i do it exceptionally well
Amelia pushed gray-red curls off the delicate piece of paper before her - the type they use in bibles - and, in her delicate hand, hand wrote a short list of items. She handed it to me.

"Here it is." (more)
After the bombs went off, spewing gas instead of fire, sickness instead of death, there had been walls around the city. The city had a name, a name used by bureaucrats in official-looking government documents, but nobody used that name anymore. It was just the Waiting Room, now. People(more)
Things had been rough for Frankenstein's Monster, ever since his Bride had decided she wasn't really in love with him anymore. Frankenstein had assured him that there was a beating heart in her chest cavity, although apparently anything involving her glands, blood, or brain was entirely up in the(more)
Toothache pain sings and rings in the ears and puts you on a different frequency than everyone else in the room.  Toothache pain is instructive pain.  You change your behavior according to its demands.  You talk less or don't eat certain foods, or at all.  The toothache takes charge.(more)
i prayed to cornstalks for ten years.

three hours of belt whipping and bruise-ups and there i would be, knobby knees pushed rough into the earth beneath the stalks of green corn and my mottled, faith-beaten skin shining red and purple under the light of the moon. (more)
Aware. That's the only thing she can make out right now. Awareness... There isn't a form to recognize, an edge to see or anything that lends itself to some sort of orientation. There is just awareness.  

It's hard for her to tell how long she's been in this(more)
"I hope you look at us differently, Jaehee," MC said, looking away as the wind whipped her hair into her face. "It's not blind love-well, it's not really love yet, either. But it's definitely not naive." She shrugged. "It's just us."
Jaehee didn't move from her spot by the(more)