ProfondeursJe me souviens encore de la première fois où j'ai nagé.Profondeurs2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Il y avait un lac près de la maison où père et moi habitions, je me souviens qu'il s'y rendait souvent. Parfois je l'accompagnais et restais à l'écart, sur le rivage. Un jour, il me prit par la taille et me baigna dans cette eau. Petite, j'avais peur de cette étendue, peur qu'il me lâche, peur de la sensation que j'aurais pu ressentir alors. Puis père me portait dans ses bras tout en avançant sur ses jambes d'adulte. Et la petite fille que j'étais riait, à moitié immergée. Chaque matin se déroulait ainsi, entre tendresse et frayeur. J'avais adoré moments.
Puis vint le jour où père me dit:
-Tu as fond maintenant, Alicia.
Je savais ce que cela signifiait et je m'accrochai à lui en hurlant. Je craignais tant de couler dans l'eau noire, j'avais peur que mon père disparaisse dans le brouillard de ce jour-là s'il me laissai
The Furnish Is EverythingIt was 183 days ago when Minerva Kisling the Yiddish Mentalist first came to my train station. She toured the Neptune-Aries circuit in vaudeville. I had seen her glossy photographs a few times outside of the Easton theater and The Springhouse when she played there, but I never saw her in person. At least, I never saw her until the locomotive that was supposed to be bringing her husband failed to arrive with said husband.The Furnish Is Everything3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
As a redcap for the Southwest Lake Station with a half-dozen sisters, I scarcely could afford the ten cents or the time to see a vaudeville show on a regular basis, but the children working near the tracks would put on cheap imitations of the more popular acts in hopes of getting pennies rained on them. They would dab burnt cork on their cheeks, bug out their eyes, and sing or tell jokes. Often they received the most money when they stopped singing and went back to carrying bags. What the children failed to re-enact, they retold to me on slower days. I was more than pr
AN ANCIENT MUSEI am an oracle blazing, bleeding worlds in inkAN ANCIENT MUSE1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
and smoke, gilding creation with my navel's illume
of temple light, a thousand serpents hide in my
ancient tissue, they taste the secrets of the tomb
as the Dark splits open and the Light spills free,
these serpents who coil inside my primordial womb
I know them as I know myself, in me do they grow,
I give birth to them and my inner moon.
I am a jewel exhuming a memory from Winter's
ice-milk silhouette, soaking my crescent eyes
in honeyed wine so they will be intoxicated on
Purity's ethnicity, under gently kindled skies
I soothe the creases from the seasons with my
Pythian clarity-trembling vows of deity white-
I pray Hope will outshine the Hell in me,
I am the serpent whose slithers gleam moonlight.
I am the poet who lives the life of a phoenix,
my soul takes flight-silently ticking-who has heard
the substance of my blaze healing wounds with
words-or seen my twilight fumes dissolve into the earth
as I die-after living for that brief momen
"Eros""Eros"3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
We deconstructed our bodies and then put ourselves together in different shape.
You were a soft velvet deer and I came out a white wolf.
We dressed in each other's skin and the clothes felt warm but somehow strange...
I remember the next morning... the taste of your breasts remained sweet in my hands.
Your contracting thigh muscle is still the best part of my lips. I can feel its taste every time my tongue wanders outside in search of you.
I kept a few strands from your hair, close to my left ear. They whisper of late summer winds and of love that will never be.
In the distance the cranes have already started to migrate. The cherry trees have blossomed but there is no one here to rejoice in their red perfume.
It's winter again.
The DarkIt's too easy to read me,The Dark2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I'm an open book.
I'm always exposed,
People can see right into me.
That's when I go numb.
Souless and freezing,
My blood is twenty degrees below.
I think I'm sleeping,
Please, help me awake so
I can be renounced into
The light again.
From the dark.
I'm coming undone,
The screws have all come lose,
The nails are all brought up.
It's official, I'm
Into the nothing,
Into the dark.
Please just dont leave me,
I have some hope in you,
Not in me. But my hope is that
You'd have hope in me.
Give me your breathe.
Give me your eyes.
Give me your ears.
Give me you.
Take me back!
I need your touch, your
You're my life when I'm almost
I've been kept in the dark.
You, I need you in front of me,
I need to see you.
I need to open my eyes to everything,
Thoughtless, silent, mindless,
I know there's something that can be done.
So don't let me die here.
Gears Keep TurningThe Earth, a machine;Gears Keep Turning2 weeks ago in Free Verse More Like This
Silly LoveNo disparity in age,Silly Love2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
But that wasn't even my first concern.
Age is but a number,
But distance is quiet the opposite.
Maybe it doesn't matter to her,
Maybe she doesn't care.
Maybe this might work out after all.
We have so much in common,
I'll just give it some time,
Let us get aquainted.
I want to know her,
I don't mean just say hi every once
In a while.
I want to really get to know her.
But I want her to like me.
serpent, serpentSerpent, serpent, I found you inserpent, serpent2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
the sand and the heat of your
eyes has been my summer, dragging
on and on and coiling for the lunge;
I noticed you let me inch nearer with
the blood rushing to my lips in hopes that
my words would be fruitful enough to
tempt an answer from you and I said,
Serpent, serpent, my sleep is uneasy
and my throat is clogged with apologies
and my cheeks burn with temper and
tell me how
you bear the weight of accusation and
manage to move with the effort of a blink
a blow to the head
Serpent, serpent, it said, hold me close
and I will show you.
Secret LoveI haven't said it yet,Secret Love2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
but I'm falling.
Today was misery and
I just cant believe it happend.
I finally broke down.
My oh so high tower
Is burning to the ground.
Now I'm crying out.
Secret love, answer my prayer.
Be my escape. Take me far away from
You're all I've got
No one else really knows me.
Or how forlorn I
Their words can
Cut right through
My thick shield
To protect me.
I've known their sorry,
But they haven't said it yet.
And they're wrong
If they think I'll forget.
When we talk
If I died you'd
Raise me from pit.
Optimism kills brain cellsBlood rushes to my headOptimism kills brain cells2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Because I'm standing upside down.
I'm lying on the street hoping a car
Will drive by and hit me.
I've always wanted to know what
It would feel like to get hit by a car.
Only, I wouldn't want to let it end that way.
I'd want God to rewrite the story-line to write me in.
My sunshineMy sunshine2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
As the days grow cold
And the nights dark
It's your sunshine that
Keeps me at ease
Even on the gloomiest of days
when the clouds reign the skies
And a bitter breeze brushes by
So paint me in your sunshine
for me to follow hand in hand
Remember me by your side
So I can keep my ray of sunshine
ApprentissageOuiii ! J'ai lévité !!!Apprentissage10 months ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
Tout le temps de ma méditation.
... Pas tout à fait une milliseconde...
Manque de concentration.
J'y retourne immédiatement.
EchosEmeraudeEchos2 years ago in Emotional More Like This
Ses yeux au feu vert
Autour, d' ailes déployées
Son regard transforme l' écho
Et recèle ton vol.
Ses yeux aux feux verts
Amorcent les sorts
Autour d' elle, déployés
Son regard transforme l' écho
Et re-scelle ton vol
Given Galaxiesstardust stuck to the inside of my throatGiven Galaxies5 days ago in Free Verse More Like This
you made me cough up the universe
striding through open fields
when I heard a cage door shut
swimming through shadowy depths
you made me give up my air
playing games with our souls
when I realized even when I'm winning, I'm losing
stardust stuck to the inside of my throat
you made me cough up the universe
N24 It's All On YouN24 It's All On You9 months ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
I'm not wrong.
Everything I've said is the truth. We need this.
The thing is, he's not wrong either. Jamal has a way of cutting right through the bull and getting exactly to the point. He saw straight through me. I suppose it doesn't take a genius to see it, but still—he caught me by surprise.
I am manipulating them. It's wrong. I know it's wrong, and I hate that I have to do it, but we need this. Everything about what I've said is the truth.
I'm still manipulating them, though, and that's wrong.
Ganya's portal works a lot like mine. We walk through it, and we're in the Axis Mundi. I remember the first time I came here; everything was just white. Nothing else to it except for this empty feeling. No land marks, no real ground to step on, but we were still walking; there was nothing to separate the sky from the floor. That's probably what the boys see right now, but me—now that I have some knowledge on how the spirit world works and interacts with me, thi
Principes de RelativiteMatière dans un dé à coudrePrincipes de Relativite10 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
Nos cerveaux ont du grain à moudre
Variables, tout s'interdépend
Masse, vitesse, espace, temps
L'âge des jumeaux se suspend
La planche contractée se pend
Aux cordes, théoriquement
Nous voilà prêts à en découdre
Dans notre brume subjective
La certitude est relative
La vérité se doit dissoudre
Dans l'Univers béant de poudre
Admettez-le, peuple naïf
Seul l'appareil est objectif
Si Dieu appuie sur le bouton
Insecte à l'esprit maladif
Goûte, ami, l'abyme profond
Qu'est le néant en expansion
Là où toute question attend
Le référentiel qui surprend
C'est vers l'infini que l'on tend