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forty cents and counting [05 Feb 2010|02:26am] edincoat [ music | VNV Nation - Tomorrow Never Comes | Powered by Last.fm ] Fishy whispers to girl, “I have a pearl here, see?” Girl whispers back, “With all the wealth in the world, you can’t bribe me.” City-walkers and tourists mill around the fountain, watching some crazy kid bend halfway and knee-deep in moving water. Is she looking for change? and they wonder. 2 blurbs ???

first encounter [10 Jan 2010|09:55pm] brytning “Are you alive?” she asked. He inhaled deeply. “I suppose so,” he said. “I can breathe.” He was a bit surprised to realize this was news to him. “Do plants breathe?” she asked. All her words came out in a hiss. “I dunno,” he said truthfully. “Haven’t known many plants.” ???

[09 Jan 2010|03:56pm] queenof_frizz [ mood | content ] Her sandy hair gently lifts up as chill gusts carrying sparkling snowflakes seem to consume her. She closes her eyes, her eyelashes wet with tears, and tries to remember. She tries to think back to a time when she believed in herself. A time when she didn't need others to. 2 blurbs ???

[03 Jan 2010|09:46pm] bucklemy_shoe I'm stoned and I know I'm stoned and my hands are sweaty as your tongue slides across my teeth. I say, 'I’ve got to meet my dad.' Our eyes are bloodshot and there’s a crescent of teeth marks on my right cheek. I drive away and finally I am empty. 1 blurb ???

[01 Jan 2010|10:40am] queenof_frizz [ mood | cheerful ] A woman sits at a corner cafe. Near the table she sits at, a mother with a small child orders two hot chocolates. The woman stares, but is not thinking of them. She thinks of her past, and how a daughter can be lost to the cruel hands of fate.   ???

[31 Dec 2009|02:29pm] queenof_frizz [ mood | content ] His feet pound the pavement of the city in his shiny shoes, she dances through the streets and lights in bunny slippers. He scowls everyday, smiling only for necessary pictures. She never stops smiling, her grins like a drink, making sobriety rare. How different a father and daughter can be. 2 blurbs ???

Happy Holidays [25 Dec 2009|12:41am] bucklemy_shoe My stomach is in knots. “I’m sorry, it isn’t that I don’t want to see you. I just don’t want to be upset if you’re sad,” he grimaces. “I should just…be with my family.” I swallow my words and nod yes, but I don’t really understand. He is my family. ???

Drabble [17 Dec 2009|08:50pm] the_silenced_1 Drabble 1 blurb ???

Indoor Snowman. [15 Dec 2009|03:35pm] crevanfox The ground moves, and the whole house is lifted into the sky. The entire world shakes back and forth. Snow flies up into the air, spins in a circle around the cottage, past my face, through the yard. A beautiful slow motion blizzard. I really hate it when people shake the globe. 6 blurbs ???

[13 Dec 2009|07:45pm] purelydistorted [ music | Jimmy Eat World - Drugs or Me | Powered by Last.fm ] I shake the snowglobe in my hand. In a town where everybody knows my name and I don't know anyone. I face the prospect of a Christmas alone, without snow or anybody to speak to. This is my reality. There's nothing left to do in this town. I miss you. 1 blurb ???

Confinement [12 Dec 2009|08:56pm] mjf_x [ mood | artistic ] I'm confined to this world of anger, this world of pain and fear, with what seems like no means of escape. Like being caught in a bubble that will never burst, one that will never disappear no matter how hard I try to destroy it. I'm falling into ignorant bliss. ???

Death. [11 Dec 2009|08:49pm] purelydistorted I dreamt that I died last night. Held under water, the ice cold liquid engulfing every part of me, and all I'm doing is screaming his name. He's killing me and he'll get away with it. Only when my body washing us bloated and bloody, will anyone know I'm missing. 1 blurb ???

Stalker. [10 Dec 2009|09:22pm] purelydistorted "Leave me alone!" she said, her hands covered in blood and cuts, her eyes closed tight. I remember thinking about how I wished she had meant it, about how empty those words were. About how our blood had mixed, meaning that surely we were always meant to be together. Perfect. 4 blurbs ???

the face of a ghost [09 Dec 2009|03:45am] yikko A child is eaten by a pack of feral dogs. A severed hand desperately clinging to the seatbelt the body should have been wearing is the only sign of human presence in the mangled vehicle as the paramedics arrive. A man weeps on a park bench as blue birds sing in the branches overhead. 2 blurbs ???

Whiskey (Tango Foxtrot) [05 Dec 2009|09:27pm] symmetrian I held her hair while she heaved violently, shaking uncontrollably on the filthy tile. She kept trying to talk while she expelled effluvium, truncated syllables infused with the wretched sound of her poisonous upheaval. Now I will forever associate my love with the reek of Jameson mixed with gastric acid. 1 blurb ???

With the Needle that Sings in Her Heart [03 Dec 2009|09:20pm] bucklemy_shoe "Do you remember what Anne Frank said, about looking out the window at the bird, the blue sky, but not being able to be under it? I just, I'm so grateful I can see the sky. Just – being able to love people." His eyes were red now. "I'm so grateful." ???

Tasty [02 Dec 2009|08:22pm] crevanfox I told my room mate what happens to people who die at home, and leave pets behind; If no one finds the body and no one feeds them. It's just what animals are like. I didn't think it was too graphic. But now we have to get rid of the cats. 6 blurbs ???

Not late enough at night but the Sun's been going down early. (intro story, hi ya'll.) [02 Dec 2009|10:13am] glitterati [ music | god says nothing back|the wallflowers ] Heavy but fresh, he'd said, in Woods too many miles but minutes in a car, SECONDS in text messages. Fingers reached down to brush through the old dog's thick fur. "I'm an old crow. I'm a little boy." And why, he wondered, does love only fit in the wrong places? 2 blurbs ???

Other Fish [28 Nov 2009|07:25pm] symmetrian Platitudes. I see pity in every eye, feel the weakness in every touch like it's contagious, a pandemic of heartbreak threatening to rush past my borders and infect their world. They wish the best with oblivious lips, lying without intention or fault. Their words are cacaphonous; I hear only ruin. 3 blurbs ???

Less Than Forever [27 Nov 2009|01:19pm] nachtrauern A tear escaped his sparkling emerald eyes and I wiped it away for him. “I thought you said forever,” he choked out, barely able to breathe. “I guess forever is shorter than we both thought,” I whispered as I turned and wandered away, leaving him in the cold to freeze. 6 blurbs ???

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