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I walk through church grounds on my way to a wedding. It’s a concrete paradise except for one carefully fenced tree, like they’re afraid it will attack . . . or escape. 11
by k8fairy
400 words,
on Feb 16 1:28 AM
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I walk through church grounds on my way to a wedding. It’s a concrete paradise except for one carefully fenced tree, like they’re afraid it will attack . . . or escape. 1 / They clean up every le
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My Mum has a patient. She is fine in everyway, healthy, happy; she can look after herself at home, feed, clothe and clean herself. She is a
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I think it is raining in the hallway, my door rattles and wails like it's holding back a storm. / I know a boy with rain behind his eyes. I
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by k8fairy
400 words, 2 comments,
on Sep 17 10:12 PM 2007. In Adult
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She looked the definition of sadness. / White tracks cut her face where tears dissolved skin to the bone. Little pools collected in her ear
by k8fairy
200 words, 3 comments,
on Aug 20 7:07 PM 2007. In
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A woman with sleek and wild brown hair, in a red dress that said life, hung washing out on a line. The sun picked off the water molucules s
by k8fairy
200 words, 1 comment,
on Aug 19 4:41 PM 2007. In
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I dreamt I found you on the rocks. Crushed by cruel hands, or a cruel world, by waves or by gravity, by the elements or by love. I wasn't s
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I woke up and the world was perfect. / The sun was shining and the air was still, the clouds were few and made of sparkles, the trees had a
by k8fairy
200 words, 4 comments,
on Aug 16 7:56 PM 2007. In
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I walked along the water front, and the world was shades of indigo. / I watched the waves and heard a cough enquire about my attention / "I
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Once upon a time there was a beautiful boy. / I loved him.
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Once upon a time there was an elf, she grew up in a place where men got shoot outside, and in the morning you had to walk around the police
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I looked out the window and the world was one colour. / It was my first day of school / It was technology, meandering thought and blue grey
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Land of my ancestor / Mother buried in earth / My father in sky / And your children force you apart / Cause of your heart ache / your tears
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by k8fairy
<100 words, 6 comments,
on Aug 2 10:56 PM 2007. In
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You came to the door in a suit an old man may have died in. It was 4am and the sky lied with false dawn. You had flowers in your hand and i
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You made me smile so much / my head folded inside / out / You stretch me in everyway / it is possible to be / stretched / You fill me all u
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11:01 / The clock screams / 13 in binary / says my brain / 13 / black / they burnt the knights / 13 / eat / they kill the their light / 13
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I wear my heart on my sleeve. I told you that when I meet you. I showed you the yellow ribbon for youth suicide, the pink for breast cancer
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by k8fairy
<100 words, 4 comments,
on Jul 1 2:50 PM 2007
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See this skin? / See how dirty it is? / See the stains that will not leave? / If I am so dirty, why do they touch me? / If I am such an ani
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Her note said "I've taken the cat", the words ran as inky tears off the paper.
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I always knew the sky was my friend; he kindly stopped raining when ever I forgot my umbrella. He liked to give me sunshine hugs, and we wo
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I made you you see lights today, / things that weren't there. / (I didn't know I could do that) / When you were drunk / you said / you hate
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There is a warning on the bottle / "May cause heart ache" / yet you down / my sweet pills / "Go ahead" seduces the snake / give it up / I'm
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You suggested we have a bath together / "It'll be romantic" you said / I thought this is what my whole life should be, but I just nodded i
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The story of a Faun, any faun in fact, begins with a tree, it ends there to, without a doubt, for the two are most intimately tied. A faun
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I think it was Gandhi who once said / “I like your Christ, but I don’t like your Christians” / I didn’t know you had met Gandhi / Because y
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Sometimes she wished that she to could go and join him, but we cried and our tears bound her to earth, we needed her here, we could not bea
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I don’t have bad dreams. / As far back as I can remember I never woke up sweating, I’ve never had my heart beat a drum and bass track in my chest, I’ve never felt that starburst fear. / That makes some people je
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The little prince had been the glass fairy's brother, small and tiny and perfect as all the fairy children were, he had been very like her,
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