The Modern SacrificeHe dies;The Modern Sacrifice3 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
We found ourselves
Crawl Into the Firefly's HeadOnly you and I know what we're dealing withCrawl Into the Firefly's Head4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
The other's reflection is our vantage point
We look into each other like murky pools of nothingness
Unaware of what lies beyond the surface tension
So we gaze
And succumb into the false veneer
That is the sundew's looking glass
The area of self doubt and assumption pushes us further
N across the limits of integrity and poise
We sit at the edge of each other's puddles
Inching through the ground that holds us both
We look at the springs like unformed consciousness
S o l
In each other's familiarity
So we go
eper into the water
Unknown what is above
But clear what is underneath
We see each other
Not knowing what lies beyond those firefly eyes
But we feel each other
Not thinking that sinks beneath our husky shells
But dear Lord, on that day, it felt so good to drown
Do Not Open Until 2021Dear 20 Year Old Me,Do Not Open Until 20214 years ago in Letters More Like This
I would like to inform you that I am still alive. The diabetes has not kicked in yet (or so I've heard) and my body is dressed to the nines in healthy cellular activity. No apocalypse so enduringly quiet has ruptured in my chassis, nor has anyone chased me out of some place with a sharpened cleaver.
With information passing way, I hope you could revive me in you in your better days. So fast has happiness come, so swift it yet departures. Deliver my love and soul for you inside yourself, and say out loud you have me alive in you.
Love your God. So many times I doubted his presence. Yet He lays silent like a brilliant stone. He lays me to sleep and shakes me awake, and in the midst of my indifferent slumber, He was provided me movie stills of my imagination I hope you soon will put to paper. Remain open minded, not doubtful, but still embrace His ever-ajar forearms.
Stay awake. All the best notions life has offered occur not in the reals of "random eye movement", but
The Lost Page of a DiaryDear Kitty,The Lost Page of a Diary3 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
I'm still alive.